At night my sleep
embraces the summer shadows
of my life. ~Oto*

*cited: Y Hoffmann, Japanese Death Poems
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)

Fire Fly
Rainstorms could do little
To dim your light,
And the winds
But make your lantern
All the brighter glow.
If you should wing your flight
Up near the moon,
I am sure you would twinkle
As a star.~Li Po [701–762]

Listen, listen
longing and loss.
In the struck bell’s
recurrent calling,
no moment in which to forget.
~Izumi Shikibu (J Hirsfield & M Aratani, The Ink Dark Moon)

Nikon D750 f/2/2 1/800 s 35 mm ISO 100
the servant’s hair
made white by migrating…
this year too ~Issa (www.haikuguy.com)

.
My old body:
a drop of dew grown
heavy at the leaf tip.
~Kiba

i like to wash,
the dust of this world
in the droplet of dew ~Basho
droplets forming
on the morning-glories
sitting still ~ Issa
Issa and Basho’s words traveling though time, sharing a moment of their lives…two of my favorite poets I share with you through Ann-Christine’s lens-artists challenge. Enjoy.
White mulberry cloth Sleeves parted from one another: How difficult I find it, yet, Such is the tumult of my thoughts, I forgave his leaving. ~ Anonymous (cited: Waka Poetry

In a light spring rain
a discarded letter blows
through a bamboo grove ~Issa*

*cited:
The Spring of my Life
Trans: S Hamill
Now I see her face,
the old woman, abandoned,
the moon her only companion ~Basho*

*cited: Trans. Sam Hamill, The Sound of Water
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