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by Kobayashi Issa | |

In this world

 In this world
we walk on the roof of hell,
gazing at flowers.


by Kobayashi Issa | |

A bath when youre born

 His death poem:

 A bath when you're born,
 a bath when you die,
 how stupid.


by Kobayashi Issa | |

With my father

 With my father
I would watch dawn
over green fields.


by Kobayashi Issa | |

That pretty girl

 That pretty girl--
munching and rustling
the wrapped-up rice cake.


by Kobayashi Issa | |

Pissing in the snow

 Pissing in the snow
outside my door--
it makes a very straight hole.


by Kobayashi Issa | |

Even on the smallest islands

 Even on the smallest islands,
they are tilling the fields,
skylarks singing.


by Kobayashi Issa | |

Dont worry spiders

 Don't worry, spiders,
I keep house
casually.


by Kobayashi Issa | |

Im going out

 I'm going out,
flies, so relax,
make love.


by Kobayashi Issa | |

Dont know about the people

 Approaching my village:

 Don't know about the people,
 but all the scarecrows
 are crooked.


by Kobayashi Issa | |

Blossoms at night

 Blossoms at night,
and the faces of people
moved by music.


by Kobayashi Issa | |

How much

 How much
are you enjying yourself,
tiger moth?


by Kobayashi Issa | |

Seen

 Seen
through a telescope:
ten cents worth of fog.


by Kobayashi Issa | |

No doubt about it

 No doubt about it,
the mountain cuckoo
is a crybaby.


by Kobayashi Issa | |

Summer night

 Summer night--
even the stars
are whispering to each other.


by Kobayashi Issa | |

In spring rain

 In spring rain
a pretty girl
 yawning.


by Kobayashi Issa | |

Writing shit about new snow

 Writing shit about new snow
for the rich
is not art.


by Kobayashi Issa | |

A huge frog and I

 A huge frog and I,
staring at each other,
neither of us moves.


by Kobayashi Issa | |

Last time I think

 Last time, I think,
I'll brush the flies
from my father's face.


by Kobayashi Issa | |

A cuckoo sings

 A cuckoo sings
to me, to the mountain,
 to me, to the mountain.


by Kobayashi Issa | |

Ducks bobbing on the water

 Ducks bobbing on the water--
are they also, tonight,
hoping to get lucky?


by Kobayashi Issa | |

It once happened

 It once happened
that a child was spared punishment
through earnest solicitation.


by Kobayashi Issa | |

All the time I pray to Buddha

 All the time I pray to Buddha
I keep on
killing mosquitoes.


by Kobayashi Issa | |

The crow

 The crow
walks along there
as if it were tilling the field.


by Kobayashi Issa | |

Windy fall

 At my daughter's grave, thirty days
after her death:

 Windy fall--
 these are the scarlet flowers
 she liked to pick.


by Kobayashi Issa | |

New Years morning

 New Year's morning:
the ducks on the pond
quack and quack.