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…
blossoms
in my next life, let me be…
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
within each…grow richer
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
Blown softly away
in rustling breezes, spring leaves
fields of new grasses
~Issa*
*cited:
The Spring of My LIfe
Trans: S Hamill
b&w sunday: rhapsody in black & white
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
spring’s fragrance
Fragrance of incense
around a man while he naps –
a cloudy moon.
~Buson*
*cited:
Haiku Master Buson
Y Sawa & E Shiffert
let’s go…view blossoms
Children,
let’s go to the mountain
to view violets.
If they scatter away tomorrow,
what can we do?
~Ryokan*
*cited:
Sky Above, Great Wind
K Tanahashi
blossom viewing
home from blossom viewing-
as I disrobe, many straps
cling to my body
Sugita Hisajo*
*cited:
Far Beyond the Field
Makoto Ueda
tires of…summer
for the man who says
he tires of his child
there are no flowers
~Basho*
*cited:
The Moon in the Pines
J Clements
yearn to live…
summer’s fading
My own shadow
trodden on in the shallows-
cooling off
~Buson*
*cited:
Haiku Master Buson
Y Sawa & E Shiffert
a meditative journey 
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