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
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Haiku Master Buson
Y Sawa & E Shiffert
Buson
passing days
slowly passing days,
their echoing are heard
here in Kyoto
~Buson*
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Haiku Master Buson
Y Sawa & E Shiffert
spring’s fragrance
Fragrance of incense
around a man while he naps –
a cloudy moon.
~Buson*
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Haiku Master Buson
Y Sawa & E Shiffert
buson’s spring lll
On my coming back,
how many pathways are there
through the spring grasses?
~Buson*
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Haiku Master Buson
Y Sawa & E Shiffert
buson’s spring ll
Ploughing a field!
Though the clouds did not move
they have gone.
~Buson*
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Haiku Master Buson
Y Sawa & E Shiffert
buson’s spring
water of spring,
violets and white flowered reeds
moistened as it flows.
~Buson*
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Haiku Master Buson
Y Sawa & E Shiffert
kayak
spring is going,
we cannot know where to –
the anchored boat.
~Buson*
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Haiku Master Buson
Y Sawa & E Shiffert
lengthening days
Lengthening days
accumulate – farther off
the days of long ago!
~Buson*
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Haiku Master Buson
Y Sawa & E Shiffert
autumn freckles
Going through the gate,
I am also a wanderer
this twilight in autumn.
~Buson*
selected images available through Turning Art
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Haiku Master Buson
Y Sawa & E Shiffert
autumn dusk
being alone
may also be pleasant –
autumn dusk
~Buson*
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Haiku Master Buson
Y Sawa & E Shiffert
myopia
in seasonal rain
along a nameless river
fear too has no name
~Buson
myopia
selected images available through Turning Art
summer’s fading
My own shadow
trodden on in the shallows-
cooling off
~Buson*
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Haiku Master Buson
Y Sawa & E Shiffert
a meditative journey 
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