That snail –
one long horn, one short,
what’s on his mind?
Buson
That snail –
one long horn, one short,
what’s on his mind?
Buson
Candlestick in hand,
See, he strolls through the garden,
Grieving over spring.
Buson
Butterfly
sleeping
on the temple bell.
Buson
Insects
on a bough, floating downriver
still singing.
Issa