Today, today too
somehow getting by these days, still
living in a haze
~Issa*

100 days…18 days
*cited:
The Spring of my Life
Trans: S Hamill
Today, today too
somehow getting by these days, still
living in a haze
~Issa*

100 days…18 days
*cited:
The Spring of my Life
Trans: S Hamill
How joyous and kind!
In my next life, let me be
a butterfly afield.
~Issa*

100 days…16 days
*cited:
The Spring of My Life
Trans: S Hamill
with each lightning flash,
each roll of thunder, me and
the world grow richer
~Issa*

100 days…15th day
*cited:
The Spring of My Life
Trans: S Hamill
Blown softly away
in rustling breezes, spring leaves
fields of new grasses
~Issa*

*cited:
The Spring of My LIfe
Trans: S Hamill
On my coming back,
how many pathways are there
through the spring grasses?
~Buson*

An image submitted in response to Paula’s b&w sunday
*cited:
Haiku Master Buson
Y Sawa & E Shiffert
Fragrance of incense
around a man while he naps –
a cloudy moon.
~Buson*

*cited:
Haiku Master Buson
Y Sawa & E Shiffert
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