The storm has moved on and the sun is now shining on Tucson.
Pebbles shining clear,
And clear six silent fish . . .
Deep autumn water
-- Buson --
You turn and suddenly
There in purpling autumn sky . . .
White Fujiami!
-- Onitsura --
All the field hands
enjoy a noontime nap after
the harvest moon
-- Basho --
The mountain grows darker,
Taking the scarlet
From the autumn leaves.
-- Buson --
Entering autumn.
The painting of flowering plants
A daily task.
-- Shiki --
Haiku 1 and 2
A Little Treasury of Haiku
trans. by Peter Beilenson
Haiku 3
The Sound of Water
trans. by Sam Hamill
Haiku 4
Silent Flowers
trans. by R. H. Blyth
Haiku 5
Haiku: a Hallmark Edition
trans. by R. H. Blyth
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