All the time I pray to Buddha
I keep on
killing mosquitoes....
- Kobayashi Issa
Old well,
a fish leaps--
dark sound....
- Yosa Buson
O, how sad!
Why of visitors
Should there be not one?
In melancholy, where I dwell
The wind comes...
- Saigyo Hoshi
I can give myself to her
In her dreams
Whispering her own poems
In her ear as she sleeps besid...
- Akiko Yosano
Why should I be bitter
About someone who was
A complete stranger
Until a certain moment
In a...
- Saigyo Hoshi
Well do I know myself, so
Your coldness
I did not think to blame, yet
My bitterness has
- Saigyo Hoshi
Summer night--
even the stars
are whispering to each other....
- Kobayashi Issa
The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers....
- Matsuo Basho
Plum flower temple:
Voices rise
From the foothills.

English version by Soiku Shigematsu...
- Natsume Sōseki
They end their flight
one by one---
crows at dusk....
- Yosa Buson
There is nothing you can see that is not a flower; There is nothing you can think that is not the mo...
- Matsuo Basho
From now on
Coldly autumn winds
Will blow:
How can I bear
To sleep the long night through?...
- Otomo no Yakamochi
Below are eleven Buson haiku
beginning with the phrase
'The short night--'

The short night--
- Yosa Buson
I believe that words uttered in passion contain a greater living truth than do those words which exp...
- Natsume Sōseki
Blowing stones
along the road on Mount Asama,
the autumn wind....
- Matsuo Basho
Sunk in melancholy, and
Upon the moon: its hue:
Why is it so deeply
Stained with sadn...
- Saigyo Hoshi
The average novel invariably reads like a detective's report. It is drab and tedious because it is n...
- Natsume Sōseki
My great lord
Gave a dread command:
So I parted from my wife,
Though filled with sadness;
And wi...
- Otomo no Yakamochi

The Masters

joined the group
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