spring winds
hoping the flowers burst
out in laughter
– Matsuo Bashō
spring winds
hoping the flowers burst
out in laughter
– Matsuo Bashō
it is not cold dew
but the honey of a flower
on the tree peony
– Matsuo Bashō
monkey’s master
beats the monkey’s jacket
on a pounding block
– Matsuo Bashō
shaded by blossoms
it is like song in a play
resting on a journey
– Matsuo Bashō
a world of fragrance
in one branch of plum blossoms
a wren
– Matsuo Bashō
coming in his absence
even the plum blossoms are
in someone else’s hedge
– Matsuo Bashō
making merry
the people at Hatsusc
wild cherry trees
– Matsuo Bashō