.......

along this road
goes no one.
this autumn evening.

exhausted, i sought

a country inn, but found

wisteria in bloom.

[matsuo basho]

even these long days

are not nearly long enough

for the skylarks to sing.

[matsuo basho]

lady butterfly

perfumes wings by floating

over the orchid.

[matsuo basho]

the dragonfly

can't quite land

on that blade of grass.

[matsuo basho]

the winds of autumn

blow: yet still green

the chestnut husks.

[matsuo basho]

the beginning of autumn:

sea and emerald paddy

both the same green.

[mastuo basho]