As I view the moon,
Many thoughts come into my mind,
And my rememberings are sad
Yet, it is not for me alone,
That this spring has come.

As I view the moon,
Many thoughts come into my mind,
And my rememberings are sad
Yet, it is not for me alone,
That this spring has come.

Color of the flower
Has already faded away,
While in idle thoughts
My life passes vainly by,
As I watch the long rains fall
~Ono no Komachi*

*cited:
making the lawn
a sit-down tea house…
summer trees.
~Issa*

submitted in response to Lost In Translation’s black and white photo challenge
*cited:
On a pitch-dark night road
I get lost
watching the moon
set behind the faraway mountain
~Ryokan*

*cited:
Sky above, Great Wind
Trans: K Takahashi
The fields in spring time
Lie trailed with mist
And somewhat sadly
In this evening gloam
A bush warbler, sings
~Otomo no Yakamochi*

*cited:
rain falls –
a memory of last year
left by a cloud

Morning and evening
I gazed at
incense smoke –
drifting,
remembering…

In an old temple
deep in Mount Koya,
Kii Province,
I listen to raindrops
falling from a cedar tree.
~Ryokan*

*cited:
Sky Above, Great Wind
Trans: K Tanahashi
Morning haze
hides blossoms from the wind
too completely
~Senjun*

*cited:
Haiku before Haiku
Trans: S Carter
I am a drop of dew
Hanging from a leaf
Yet, I am not unrestful
For on this branch, I seem to have existed
From before the birth of the world
~Izumi Shikibu

Grasses in a mist
and water flowing silently,
daylight fading
~Buson*

*cited:
Haiku Master Buson
Trans: Y Sawa & E Shiffert
Springtime rain!
Almost dark, and yet
today still lingers
~Buson*

this image is available through Turning Art
*cited:
Haiku Master Buson
Trans: Y Sawa & E Shiffert
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