Kobayashi Issa Poems

In spring rain
a pretty girl
yawning.
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His death poem:

A bath when you're born,
a bath when you die,
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Don't worry, spiders,
I keep house
casually.
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Having slept, the cat gets up,
yawns, goes out
to make love.
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All the time I pray to Buddha
I keep on
killing mosquitoes.
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A huge frog and I,
staring at each other,
neither of us moves.
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In this world
we walk on the roof of hell,
gazing at flowers.
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How much
are you enjying yourself,
tiger moth?
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Asked how old he was,
the boy in the new kimono
stretched out all five fingers.
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Even with insects--
some can sing,
some can't.
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