Wednesday, October 28, 2015

Lips too chilled

Some beautiful 17th century haikus from Japanese poet Matsuo Bashō:


                                          Boozy on blossoms -
                                          dark rice,
                                          white sake.



           Come, let's go
           snow-viewing
           till we're buried.



                                      Chrysanthemum
                                      silence – monk
                                      sips his morning tea.


Lips too chilled
for prattle –
autumn wind.

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