(1644 - 1694 / Iga Province / Japan)

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Four Haiku

Spring:
A hill without a name
Veiled in morning mist.

The beginning of autumn:
Sea and emerald paddy
Both the same green.

The winds of autumn
Blow: yet still green
The chestnut husks.

A flash of lightning:
Into the gloom
Goes the heron's cry.


Translated by Geoffrey Bownas And Anthony Thwaite

Submitted: Thursday, January 01, 2004


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  • L. L. (8/1/2010 6:13:00 AM)

    a wanderer and the universe becoming one.

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