Sunday 11 February 2024

Haiku

 

Things never stand still,
not even for a second:
consider the trees’ colors.
—Seiju 


Lately the nights
dawn
plum-blossom white.
—Yosa Buson


Bitter winter winds!
But later, river willow,
reopen your buds ...
—Senryu 


Who cares
where aimless clouds are drifting?
—Bufu


Like a lotus leaf’s evaporating dew,
I vanish.
—Senryu


Man’s end:
this mound of albescent bones,
this brief flowering sure to fade ...
—Hamei


Frost on a balmy day:
all I leave is the water
that washed my brush.
—Tanaka Shutei


My aging body:
a drop of dew
bulging at the leaf-cliff.
—Kiba 


Forbearing the night
with its growing brilliance:
the summer moon.
—Tsukioka Yoshitoshi


Blow if you must,
autumn wind,
but the flowers have already faded.
—Gansan


Time to go ...
They say this journey is a long trek:
this final change of robes.
—Roshu 


The moon departs;
frost paralyzes the morning glories.
— Kato



As the monks sip their morning tea,
chrysanthemums quietly blossom.
—Matsuo Basho


The fragrance of plum blossoms
on a foggy path:
the sun rising.
—Matsuo Basho


The sea darkens ...
yet still faintly white
the wild duck protests.
—Matsuo Basho


Pear tree blossoms
whitened by moonlight:
a young woman reading a letter.
—Yosa Buson


Outlined in the moonlight ...
who is that standing
among the pear trees?
—Yosa Buson


Your coolness:
the sound of the bell
departing the bell.
—Yosa Buson, 


As the moon flies west
the flowers' shadows
creep eastward.
—Yosa Buson,


By such pale moonlight
even the wisteria's fragrance
seems distant.
—Yosa Buson,


Leaves
like crows’ shadows
flirt with a lonely moon.
Kaga no Chiyo


Let me die
covered with flowers
and never again wake to this earthly dream!
—Ochi Etsujin


These silent summer nights
even the stars
seem to whisper.
Kobayashi Issa,


The enormous firefly
weaves its way, this way and that,
as it passes by.
Kobayashi Issa


Composed like the Thinker, he sits
contemplating the mountains:
the sagacious frog!
Kobayashi Issa,


A fallen blossom
returning to its bough?
No, a butterfly!
Arakida Moritake


Illuminated by the harvest moon
smoke is caught creeping
across the water ...
Hattori Ransetsu


Fanning its tail flamboyantly
with every excuse of a breeze,
the peacock!
Masaoki Shiki


Waves row through the mists
of the endless sea.
Masaoki Shiki