The hue of the cherry
fades too quickly from sight
all for nothing
this body of mine grows old --...

Thinking about Holland,
I see broad rivers
moving slowly through
endless lowlands.
rows of unthi...

Oh, Marcia,
I want your long blonde beauty
to be taught in high school,
so kids will learn tha...

Stille, hjerte, sol går ned
(Heart be still, the sun goes down)

Heart; be still, the sun goes d...

Slopes
of Mount Kugami—
in the mountain's shade
a hut beneath the trees—
how many years
it'...

Lightly forsaking
The spring mist as it rises,
The wild geese are setting off.
Have they learned ...

Is this not that moon?
And Spring: is as the Spring of old
Is it not?
Only this body of mine
Is ...

In the autumn fields
mingled with the pampas grass
flowers are blooming
should my love too, sprin...

My eyes already touch the sunny hill.
going far beyond the road I have begun,
So we are grasped by...

How can I vanish
Before meeting someone
Like a water bubble
Ceaselessly flowing
On a stream of t...

Who says that all must vanish?
Who knows, perhaps the flight
of the bird you wound remains,
and p...

My house is buried in the deepest recess of the forest
Every year, ivy vines grow longer than the y...

Suddenly, from all the green around you,
something-you don't know what-has disappeared;
you feel i...

A snowy morning--
by myself,
chewing on dried salmon....

Though frosts come down
night after night,
what does it matter?
they melt in the morning sun.
Th...

Awake at night--
the sound of the water jar
cracking in the cold....

There is nothing you can see that is not a flower; There is nothing you can think that is not the mo...

"The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sle...

"Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things that escape those who dream only at night....

All emotions are pure which gather you and lift you up; that emotion is impure which seizes only one...