Sunday, January 21, 2007

So Deep the Woods

The old dog
is leading the way—
visiting family graves

—Issa

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Wolves
are keening in harmony—
this snowy evening

—Joso

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Hiding its tail
among the ears of barley—
an old fox

—Tesshi

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Even small birds
fly past and do not enter—
so deep the woods

—Chine

***

If it had no voice
the heron might disappear—
this morning's snow

—Chiyo

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A thin layer of snow
coats the wings of mandarin ducks—
such stillness!

—Shiki

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—Medusa

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