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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required From the tip of Buddha’s honorable nose an icicle dangles. —Kobayashi Issa, translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Teased by the winter wind, the pig giggles in his sleep. —Kobayashi Issa, translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch The winter wind generously sweeps my gate. —Kobayashi Issa, translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Winter night: scratching at my window, a banished cat. —Kobayashi Issa, translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Likewise in no mood to sweep the snow, the scarecrow. —Kobayashi Issa, translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch My little straw mat: the cat arrives with a coat of snowflakes. —Kobayashi Issa, translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch The girl hugs her ragcloth monkey: winter hailstorm. —Kobayashi Issa, translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Patched with wastepaper, my ragged winter coat. —Kobayashi Issa, translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch The cricket’s cozy winter residence: my quilt. —Kobayashi Issa, translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Hey mice, quit pissing on my new friend’s domicile! —Kobayashi Issa, translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Forlorn sight: from distant fields a little hut’s light. —Kobayashi Issa, translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch The generous wind sweeps my sooty hut. —Kobayashi Issa, translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch A lonely plum tree blooms among pines. —Kobayashi Issa, translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Elegant plum blossoms giggle at my rags. —Kobayashi Issa, translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch At the edge of a reeking well, elegant plum blossoms. —Kobayashi Issa, translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Are you illuminating plum blossoms for stealing, vagrant moon? —Kobayashi Issa, translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Moonlit gate: the mosquito-eating bats make their rounds. —Kobayashi Issa, translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Like the bats moonlit streetwalkers also make their slow rounds. —Kobayashi Issa, translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch A hot, humid night ... bats dangle by the riverbank. —Kobayashi Issa, translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch A hot, humid day ... I engage in a staring contest with a gargoyle. —Kobayashi Issa, translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Glaring like he’d devour the winter moon, the gargoyle. —Kobayashi Issa, translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch
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