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In these latter-day

© Kobayashi Issa

In these latter-day,
Degenerate times,
Cherry-blossoms everywhere!

Under the image of Buddha

© Kobayashi Issa

Under the image of Buddha
all these spring flowers
seem a little tiresome.

This moth saw brightness

© Kobayashi Issa

This moth saw brightness
in a woman's chamber--
burnt to a crisp.

Children imitating cormorants

© Kobayashi Issa

Children imitating cormorants
are even more wonderful
than cormorants.

No doubt about it

© Kobayashi Issa

No doubt about it,
the mountain cuckoo
is a crybaby.

Even with insects

© Kobayashi Issa

Even with insects--
some can sing,
some can't.

Napping at midday

© Kobayashi Issa

Napping at midday
I hear the song of rice planters
and feel ashamed of myself.

Not knowing

© Kobayashi Issa

Not knowing
it's a tub they're in
the fish cooling at the gate.

These sea slugs

© Kobayashi Issa

These sea slugs,
they just don't seem
Japanese.

What a strange thing

© Kobayashi Issa

What a strange thing!
to be alive
beneath cherry blossoms.

Hey, sparrow!

© Kobayashi Issa

Hey, sparrow!
out of the way,
Horse is coming.

Face of the spring moon

© Kobayashi Issa

Face of the spring moon--
about twelve years old,
I'd say.

Having slept, the cat gets up

© Kobayashi Issa

Having slept, the cat gets up,
yawns, goes out
to make love.

The snow is melting

© Kobayashi Issa

The snow is melting
and the village is flooded
with children.

The man pulling radishes

The man pulling radishes
pointed my way
with a radish.

Asked how old he was

Asked how old he was,
the boy in the new kimono
stretched out all five fingers.

The moon tonight

The moon tonight--
I even miss
her grumbling.

New Year's Day

New Year's Day--
everything is in blossom!
I feel about average.

New Year's morning

New Year's morning:
the ducks on the pond
quack and quack.

Windy fall

Windy fall--
these are the scarlet flowers
she liked to pick.