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Ono Poems - Poems about Ono


Ono No Komachi Translations 2
These are my modern English translations of the ancient Japanese poems (waka/tanka) of Ono no Komachi… "It's over!" Your words drizzle like dismal rains, bringing tears, as I wilt with my years. —Ono no Komachi, translation by Michael R. Burch The wildflowers and my love wilted with the rain as I idly wondered where in the past does love remain? —Ono no Komachi, translation by...

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Categories: ono, beautiful, beauty, dream, flower,
Form: Tanka
Sotoba Komachi
Sotoba Komachi is a modern Noh play by Yukio Mishima (1925-1970). Mishima's play is based on an ancient work by Kan'ami Kiyotsugu (1333-1384). The first kanji means "stupa" (the dome of a shrine) while the second kanji means "belle" or "beautiful woman." So the title may be interpreted as something like "Beauty's Shrine" or "Shrine...

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Categories: ono, beautiful, beauty, girl, heartbreak,
Form: Free verse



Ono No Komachi Translations
As I slept in isolation my desired beloved appeared to me; therefore, dreams have become my reality and consolation. —Ono no Komachi, translation by Michael R. Burch Submit to you—is that what you advise? The way the ripples do whenever ill winds arise? —Ono no Komachi, translation by Michael R. Burch Watching wan moonlight flooding tree limbs, my heart also...

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Categories: ono, desire, life, longing, love,
Form: Tanka
Ono No Komachi Translation: Autumn
Watching wan moonlight illuminate tree limbs, my heart also brims, overflowing with autumn. —Ono no Komachi, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch As I slept in isolation my desired beloved appeared to me; therefore, dreams have become my reality and consolation. —Ono no Komachi, translation by Michael R. Burch Submit to you— is that what you advise? The way the ripples do whenever ill winds...

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Categories: ono, age, autumn, death, depression,
Form: Tanka
Oh No Yoko Ono
Yoko heard the gun go Off in his hands Yoko saw the life flow Out of her man Yoko heard the sad moan All across the land Yoko is alone To never understand Yoko must cope In this devil's dance Yoko with us lost hope With give peace a chance Yoko had to let go Of her man John While Yoko held on To their son Shawn Yoko played...

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Categories: ono, death, life,
Form: Rhyme



Premium Member Plastic Ono Blow-Up Universal Church of Togetherness
This is an unusual write for me 'cause the title came first. We shall see where it goes. Blows is a loaded word ifya think on it. Having thought some it goes that without blows there'd be no us or them or me or you blowing whatever clarity we can get, whether through charity hilarity or long-haired hippy freak bed-ins to realize the thing we've named purpose....

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Categories: ono, introspection, philosophy,
Form: Rhyme

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