Part 5

AT FURUE IN RAIN
GRAY WATER AND
GRAY SAND...
PICTURE WITHOUT LINES

BUSON

OH SORRY TOM-CAT
BIGGER BLACKER
KNIGHTS OF LOVE
HAVE KNOCKED YOU OUT!

SHIKO

THE OLD FISHERMAN
UNALTERABLY
INTENT...
COLD EVENING RAIN

BUSON

WHILE I TURNED MY HEAD
THAT TRAVELER
I'D JUST PASSED ...
MELTED INTO MIST

SHIKI

VISITING THE GRAVES ...
TROTTING ON TO SHOW
THE WAY ...
OLD FAMILY DOG

ISSA

WILL WE MEET AGAIN
HERE AT YOUR
FLOWERING GRAVE...
TWO WHITE BUTTERFLIES?

BASHO

SO ENVIABLE...
MAPLE-LEAVES
MOST GLORIOUS
CONTEMPLATING DEATH

SHIKO

SHOCKING ... THE RED OF
LACQUERED FINGERNAILS
AGAINST
A WHITE CHRYSANTHEMUM

CHIYO-NI

DRY CHEERFUL CRICKET
CHIRPING, KEEPS
THE AUTUMN GAY ...
CONTEMPTUOUS OF FROST

BASHO

DEEPEN, DROP, AND DIE
MANY-HUED
CHRYSANTHEMUMS...
ONE BLACK EARTH FOR ALL

RYUSUI

BEFORE BOILED CHESTNUTS
CROSS-LEGGED LAD
IS SQUATTING...
CARVED WOODEN BUDDHA

ISSA

DEFEATED IN THE FRAY
BY BIGGER BATTLERS
FOR LOVE...
TOM-CAT SEEKS A MOUSE

SHIKO

ASKING THEIR ROAD...
SEVEN YELLOW
BAMBOO HATS
ALL TURNED TOGETHER

ANON.

TORCHES! COME AND SEE
THE BURGLAR I HAVE
CAPTURED...
OH! MY ELDEST SON!

SOKAN

AUTUMN MOSQUITOES
BUZZ ME, BITE ME ...
SEE, I AM
LONG PREPARED FOR DEATH

SHIKI

NICE: WILD PERSIMMONS...
AND NOTICE HOW
THE MOTHER
EATS THE BITTER PARTS

ISSA

GRAY MARSH, BLACK CLOUD
FLAPPING AWAY
IN AUTUMN RAIN
LAST OLD SLOW HERON

ANON.

FIRST WHITE SNOW OF FALL
JUST ENOUGH TO BEND
THE LEAVES
OF FADED DAFFODILS

BASHO

WHAT A GORGEOUS ONE
THAT FAT SLEEK HUGE
OLD CHESTNUT
I COULD NOT GET AT ...

ISSA

NONE BROKE THE SILENCE...
NOR VISITOR
NOR HOST ... NOR
WHITE CHRYSANTHEMUM

RYOTA

IF YOU WERE SILENT
FLIGHT OF HERONS
ON DARK SKY ...
OH! AUTUMN SNOWFLAKES!

SOKAN

CHILLING AUTUMN RAIN...
THE MOON, TOO BRIGHT
FOR SHOWERS,
SLIPS FROM THEIR FINGERS

TOKUKU

RAINY-MONTH, DRIPPING
ON AND ON
AS I LIE ABED...
AH, OLD MAN'S MEMORIES!

BUSON

NOVEMBER SUNRISE...
UNCERTAIN, THE COLD
STORKS STAND ...
BARE STICKS IN WATER

KAKEI

FROM DARK WINDY HILLS
VOICES DRIVING
WEARY HORSES ...
SHOUTING OF THE STORM

KYOKUSUI

SLANTING LINES OF RAIN...
ON THE DUSTY
SAMISEN
A MOUSE IS TROTTING

BUSON

OH FORMER RENTER
I KNOW IT ALL, ALL ...
DOWN TO
THE VERY COLD YOU FELT

ISSA

GRAY MOOR, UNMARRED
BY ANY PATH ...
A SINGLE BRANCH ...
A BIRD ... NOVEMBER

ANON.

LONELY UMBRELLA
PASSING THE HOUSE
AT TWILIGHT...
FIRST SNOW FALLING SOFT

YAHA

CARVEN GODS LONG GONE...
DEAD LEAVES ALONE
FOREGATHER
ON THE TEMPLE PORCH

BASHO

FIVE OR SIX OF US
REMAIN, HUDDLED
TOGETHER...
BENT OLD WILLOW-TREES

KYORA

PLUME OF PAMPAS GRASS
TREMBLING
IN EVERY WIND...
HUSH, MY LONELY HEART

ISSA

TEA-WATER, TIRED
WAITING WHILE WE
WATCHED THE SNOW...
FROZE ITSELF A HAT

SOKAN

COLD FIRST WINTER RAIN...
POOR MONKEY,
YOU TOO COULD USE
A LITTLE WOVEN CAPE

BASHO

WINTER RAIN DEEPENS
LICHENED LETTERS
ON THE GRAVE...
AND MY OLD SADNESS

ROKA

COLD WINTER SHOWER ..
SEE ALL THE PEOPLE
RUNNING
ACROSS SETA BRIDGE!

JOSO

OLD WEARY WILLOWS...
I THOUGHT HOW LONG
THE ROAD WOULD BE
WHEN YOU WENT AWAY

BUSON

NO OIL TO READ BY ...
I AM OFF TO BED
BUT AH!...
MY MOONLIT PILLOW

BASHO

DESCENDING SEAWARD
FAR-OFF MOUNTAIN
WATERFALL...
WINTER NIGHTS ARE STILL

KYOKUSUI

ALL HEAVEN AND EARTH
FLOWERED WHITE
OBLITERATE...
SNOW ... UNCEASING SNOW

HASHIN