under the shady trees
resting with a butterfly–
this, too, is karma
~Issa*

100 days…13th day
*cited:
The Spring of My Life
Trans: S Hamill
under the shady trees
resting with a butterfly–
this, too, is karma
~Issa*

100 days…13th day
*cited:
The Spring of My Life
Trans: S Hamill
In a light spring rain
a discarded letter blows
through a bamboo grove
~Issa*

100 days…12th day
*cited:
The Spring of my Life
Trans: S Hamill
in the midst of this world
we stroll along the edge of hell
gazing at flowers
~Issa

100 days…10th day
Blown softly away
in rustling breezes, spring leaves
fields of new grasses
~Issa*

*cited:
The Spring of My LIfe
Trans: S Hamill
My spring is just this:
a single bamboo shoot
a willow branch
~Issa*

*cited:
The Spring of My LIfe
Trans: S Hamill
half of it
it is flitting snowflakes…
spring rain
~Issa*


*cited:
haiku guy.com
to my dinner tray
evening’s spring breeze
comes wafting
~Issa*

you are invited to wander through Michelle’s photo challenge: Dinnertime
*cited:
HaikuGuy.com
snow melts
and the village floods
with children
~Issa
The early spring’s setting sun united with the sound of children…Half-Light
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