None calls upon me, or remembers me in my mountain village.
On the reeds by the thin hedge, the Autumn winds are sighing.
~The Sarashina Diary, A.D. 1009-1059 (Diaries of Old Japan)

None calls upon me, or remembers me in my mountain village.
On the reeds by the thin hedge, the Autumn winds are sighing.
~The Sarashina Diary, A.D. 1009-1059 (Diaries of Old Japan)

As if nothing had happened
– the crow there
the willow here
~Issa

First snow! I see it young every winter,
Yet my face grows old
As Winter comes. ~ The Diary of Izumi Shikibu*

*cited: Trans: Annie Shepley Omori & Kochi Doi Diaries of Court Ladies of Old Japan
Sweet and sad
like love overwhelmed
with long sighs,
out of the depths of the willow
little by little
the moon appears ~Yosano Akiko

moon and venus conjunction
She is like the Moon, who, opening the gate of Heaven,
goes up over the clouds.
We, being in the same heavenly Palace, pass the night
in remembering the footfalls of the past. ~unknown

Silently
time passes.
The only life I have
submits to its power. ~Hatsui Shizue*

*cited: Trans: K Rexroth and I Atsumi, The Burning Heart
Blow if you will,
fall winds–the flowers
have all faded. ~Gansan*

*cited: Yoel Hoffman, Japanese Death Pomes
At night my sleep
embraces the summer shadows
of my life. ~Oto*

*cited: Y Hoffmann, Japanese Death Poems
as night transitions to day…
softly, softly
a lucky day dawns…
one leaf falls ~Issa (haikuguy.com)

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