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

*cited:
The Spring of my Life
Trans: S Hamill
In a light spring rain
a discarded letter blows
through a bamboo grove ~Issa*

*cited:
The Spring of my Life
Trans: S Hamill
blossoming mountain–
the little food shop
lost in mist ~issa*

*cited: haikuguy.com
Today, today too
somehow getting by these days, still
living in a haze
~Issa*
*cited:
The Spring of my Life
Trans: S Hamill
delightful, the view
from the gate in the long night…
all four directions ~Issa*

*cited: haikuguy.com
one tree
one farmer’s field…
evening cool ~Issa*

*cited: haikuguy.com
the dandelions too
have shaved heads…
festival day ~Issa*

*cited: http://www.haikuguy.com
green moss–
all the way to my lap
spring’s rainbow ~Issa*

*www.haikuguy.com noted. A love note to Planet Earth. Spring’s dazzling colors touch and include Issa. He gazes and realizes: I am (we are) part of this glory!
reeds–
a flitting firefly
catches his breath ~Issa (haikuguy.com)

moving clouds–
step by step, so soon
the dawn ~Issa (haikuguy.com)

resigning himself
to this oceanless province…
pond snail ~Issa (haikuguy.com)

among the dewdrops
the butterfly’s mood
improves ~Issa (haikuguy.com)

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