KANAE

Haiku

38 entries

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  1. 107 As soon as words are spoken, the lips feel cold — autumn wind.
  2. 160 Old pond — a frog leaps in, sound of water.
  3. 161 Such stillness — the cicadas' cry sinks into the rocks.
  4. 162 Gathering the rains of June, how swiftly flows the Mogami.
  5. 163 Skinny frog, do not give up — Issa is here.
  6. 164 Little sparrows, make way, make way! The horse is passing.
  7. 165 A morning glory has claimed my well bucket — I beg water next door.
  8. 166 "Catch me the moon!" cries the child.
  9. 167 The spring sea — all day long it swells and gently swells.
  10. 168 Field of rapeseed — the moon in the east, the sun in the west.
  11. 181 Deep autumn — my neighbor, how does he live?
  12. 196 Little snail, climb, ever so slowly, Mount Fuji.
  13. 209 Summer grasses — all that remains of warriors' dreams.
  14. 210 Sick on a journey — my dreams go wandering still over withered fields.
  15. 211 Harvest moon — all night long I paced around the pond.
  16. 212 Mountain path — something quietly moving: a wild violet.
  17. 213 Wild sea — stretched over Sado Island, the River of Heaven.
  18. 214 Plum blossom scent — and suddenly the sun appears on the mountain path.
  19. 215 Departing spring — birds cry, and there are tears in the eyes of fish.
  20. 216 On a bare branch a crow has settled — autumn evening.
  21. 217 First winter rain — the monkey too seems to wish for a little straw coat.
  22. 218 How many cloud peaks have crumbled away — and here, the mountain under the moon.
  23. 219 This road — no one else walks it. Autumn evening.
  24. 220 Snow has melted — the village is full of children.
  25. 221 A happiness about medium, I'd say — my own New Year.
  26. 222 Come and play with me, sparrow without parents.
  27. 223 Don't swat it! The fly wrings its hands, wrings its feet.
  28. 224 How delicious it looks, the falling snow — softly, fluffily down.
  29. 225 June rains — facing the swollen river, two houses.
  30. 226 What happiness, crossing the summer river, sandals in hand!
  31. 227 A morning glory — one single bloom, the blue of a deep abyss.
  32. 228 The young leaves have buried everything — except, alone, Mount Fuji.
  33. 229 On the great bell, alighted, sleeping, a butterfly.
  34. 230 Again and again I ask: the snow, how deep is it now?
  35. 231 Cockscombs — there must be fourteen, maybe fifteen.
  36. 232 Spring — long ago, a proud castle town of a hundred fifty thousand koku.
  37. 233 Summer gale — every blank page on the desk blown away.
  38. 234 However deep I go, and deeper still — blue mountains.