The colors of the flowers fade
as the long rain fall,
as lost in thought,
I grow older.
~Ono no Komachi*

*cited:
Women Poets of Japan
Trans: K Rexroth & I Atsumi
The colors of the flowers fade
as the long rain fall,
as lost in thought,
I grow older.
~Ono no Komachi*

*cited:
Women Poets of Japan
Trans: K Rexroth & I Atsumi
I can no longer tell dream from reality.
Into what world shall I awake
from this bewildering dream?
~Akazome Emon*

*cited:
Women Poets of Japan
Trans: K Rexroth & I Atsumi
On a mountain slope
Solitary, uncompanioned
Stands a cherry tree.
Except for you, lonely friend,
To others I am unknown.
~Abbot Gyoson*

*cited:
If anyone
is going to my hometown,
send a message that
I have passed
Omi Province.
~Ryokan*

submitted in response to Cheri’s photo challenge “…get inspired by the curves around you…”
*cited:
Sky Above, Great Wind
Trans: K Tanahashi
Does that bird
think of past times
as it flies, singing
over the shade in the spring…
of weeping willows?

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:
The path is hidden
by Dharma,
invisible,
but memories of you
lead me onward

We meet and we part,
Coming and going hearts like passing clouds
…
~Ryokan*

Sky Above, Great Wind
Trans: K Takahashi
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
rain falls –
a memory of last year
left by a cloud

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

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