Kobayashi Poems - Poems about Kobayashi

...These are English translations of Issa haiku about the seasons: spring, summer, autumn, winter. Autumn wind ... She always wanted to pluck the reddest roses ?Kobayashi Issa translation by Micha......

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...I waxed the floor too carefully— the classroom still blue with youth I left behind. Fresh chalk lined up like teeth I inhaled and exhaled. Suspicion wore me like a suit, choking tight at the neck.......

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...ZEN DEATH HAIKU XII These are my modern English translations of Japanese Zen Death Haiku. Both victor and vanquished are dewdrops: flashes of light briefly illuminating the void. —Ouchi Yoa......

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...ZEN DEATH HAIKU XI These are my modern English translations of Japanese Zen Death Haiku. Above the garden the camellia tree blossoms whitely... —Uejima Onitsura, loose translation by Michae......

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...ZEN DEATH HAIKU X These are my modern English translations of Japanese Zen Death Haiku. Forbearing the night with its growing brilliance: the summer moon. —Tsukioka Yooshi (1839-1892) , lo......

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...Are you the butterfly while in my dreams I flit after Soshi? —Basho, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch It's not at all anxious to bloom, the plum tree at my gate. —Kobayash......

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...Haiku Translations I As the monks sip their morning tea, chrysanthemums quietly blossom. —Matsuo Basho, loose translation by Michael R. Burch The fragrance of plum blossoms on a foggy path: ......

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...*Image of Opening by Pixabay. "Never forget: we walk in hell, gazing at flowers." by, Kobayashi Issa Transcendence Into the dawn, one yearns to be normal, A delicate breath of p......

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...Kobayashi Issa a Japanese poet perhaps the best..and yet childlike& sometime zany but always haiku crazy......

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...A box full of train tickets she saw With her mother at the station door She saw it belongs to the ticket man And wanted to be as so With a dream of a secret agent too Ding dong, the desk is awes......

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...THIS WORLD OF DEW This world? Moonlit dew flicked from a crane's bill. —Eihei Dogen Kigen, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Seventy-one? How long can a dewdrop last? ......

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...Yosa Buson haiku translations On the temple’s great bronze gong a butterfly snoozes. ?Yosa Buson, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Hard to describe: this light sensation......

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...These are translations of some of the oldest Japanese waka, which evolved into tanka, renga and haiku. While you decline to cry, high on the mountainside a single stalk of plumegrass wilts. —O......

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...Petals I amass with such tenderness prick me to the quick. —Kobayashi Issa, translation by Michael R. Burch This world of dew is a dewdrop world; and yet ... —Kobayashi Issa, translation by......

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...Grasses wilt: the braking locomotive grinds to a halt —Yamaguchi Seishi, translation by Michael R. Burch Oh, fallen camellias, if I were you, I'd leap into the torrent! —Takaha Shugyo, trans......

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