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Sacred Texts Japan

Japanese Haiku, by Peter Beilenson, [1955], at sacred-texts.com

p. 46

AT FURUE IN RAIN GRAY WATER AND GRAY SAND... PICTURE WITHOUT LINES
BUSON

OH SORRY TOM-CAT BIGGER BLACKER KNIGHTS OF LOVE HAVE KNOCKED YOU OUT!
SHIKO

THE OLD FISHERMAN UNALTERABLY INTENT... COLD EVENING RAIN
BUSON

WHILE I TURNED MY HEAD THAT TRAVELER I'D JUST PASSED ... MELTED INTO MIST
SHIKI

p. 47

VISITING THE GRAVES ... TROTTING ON TO SHOW THE WAY ... OLD FAMILY DOG
ISSA

WILL WE MEET AGAIN HERE AT YOUR FLOWERING GRAVE... TWO WHITE BUTTERFLIES?
BASHO

SO ENVIABLE... MAPLE-LEAVES MOST GLORIOUS CONTEMPLATING DEATH
SHIKO

SHOCKING ... THE RED OF LACQUERED FINGERNAILS AGAINST A WHITE CHRYSANTHEMUM
CHIYO-NI

p. 48

DRY CHEERFUL CRICKET CHIRPING, KEEPS THE AUTUMN GAY ... CONTEMPTUOUS OF FROST
BASHO

DEEPEN, DROP, AND DIE MANY-HUED CHRYSANTHEMUMS... ONE BLACK EARTH FOR ALL
RYUSUI

BEFORE BOILED CHESTNUTS CROSS-LEGGED LAD IS SQUATTING... CARVED WOODEN BUDDHA
ISSA

DEFEATED IN THE FRAY BY BIGGER BATTLERS FOR LOVE... TOM-CAT SEEKS A MOUSE
SHIKO

p. 49

ASKING THEIR ROAD... SEVEN YELLOW BAMBOO HATS ALL TURNED TOGETHER
ANON.

TORCHES! COME AND SEE THE BURGLAR I HAVE CAPTURED... OH! MY ELDEST SON!
SOKAN

AUTUMN MOSQUITOES BUZZ ME, BITE ME ... SEE, I AM LONG PREPARED FOR DEATH
SHIKI

NICE: WILD PERSIMMONS... AND NOTICE HOW THE MOTHER EATS THE BITTER PARTS
ISSA

p. 50

GRAY MARSH, BLACK CLOUD FLAPPING AWAY IN AUTUMN RAIN LAST OLD SLOW HERON
ANON.

FIRST WHITE SNOW OF FALL JUST ENOUGH TO BEND THE LEAVES OF FADED DAFFODILS
BASHO

WHAT A GORGEOUS ONE THAT FAT SLEEK HUGE OLD CHESTNUT I COULD NOT GET AT ...
ISSA

NONE BROKE THE SILENCE... NOR VISITOR NOR HOST ... NOR WHITE CHRYSANTHEMUM
RYOTA

p. 51

IF YOU WERE SILENT FLIGHT OF HERONS ON DARK SKY ... OH! AUTUMN SNOWFLAKES!
SOKAN

CHILLING AUTUMN RAIN... THE MOON, TOO BRIGHT FOR SHOWERS, SLIPS FROM THEIR FINGERS
TOKUKU

RAINY-MONTH, DRIPPING ON AND ON AS I LIE ABED... AH, OLD MAN'S MEMORIES!
BUSON

NOVEMBER SUNRISE... UNCERTAIN, THE COLD STORKS STAND ... BARE STICKS IN WATER
KAKEI

p. 52

FROM DARK WINDY HILLS VOICES DRIVING WEARY HORSES ... SHOUTING OF THE STORM
KYOKUSUI

SLANTING LINES OF RAIN... ON THE DUSTY SAMISEN A MOUSE IS TROTTING
BUSON

OH FORMER RENTER I KNOW IT ALL, ALL ... DOWN TO THE VERY COLD YOU FELT
ISSA

GRAY MOOR, UNMARRED BY ANY PATH ... A SINGLE BRANCH ... A BIRD ... NOVEMBER
ANON.

p. 53

LONELY UMBRELLA PASSING THE HOUSE AT TWILIGHT... FIRST SNOW FALLING SOFT
YAHA

CARVEN GODS LONG GONE... DEAD LEAVES ALONE FOREGATHER ON THE TEMPLE PORCH
BASHO

FIVE OR SIX OF US REMAIN, HUDDLED TOGETHER... BENT OLD WILLOW-TREES
KYORA

PLUME OF PAMPAS GRASS TREMBLING IN EVERY WIND... HUSH, MY LONELY HEART
ISSA

p. 54

TEA-WATER, TIRED WAITING WHILE WE WATCHED THE SNOW... FROZE ITSELF A HAT
SOKAN

COLD FIRST WINTER RAIN... POOR MONKEY, YOU TOO COULD USE A LITTLE WOVEN CAPE
BASHO

WINTER RAIN DEEPENS LICHENED LETTERS ON THE GRAVE... AND MY OLD SADNESS
ROKA

COLD WINTER SHOWER .. SEE ALL THE PEOPLE RUNNING ACROSS SETA BRIDGE!
JOSO

p. 55

OLD WEARY WILLOWS... I THOUGHT HOW LONG THE ROAD WOULD BE WHEN YOU WENT AWAY
BUSON

NO OIL TO READ BY ... I AM OFF TO BED BUT AH!... MY MOONLIT PILLOW
BASHO

DESCENDING SEAWARD FAR-OFF MOUNTAIN WATERFALL... WINTER NIGHTS ARE STILL
KYOKUSUI

ALL HEAVEN AND EARTH FLOWERED WHITE OBLITERATE... SNOW ... UNCEASING SNOW
HASHIN

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