Sitting in the shade,
I look acoss the river
at a wall of eastern
pines; it could be several
hundred years ago.
The sun is shining there
and not a motor boat
has been invented yet.
And I remain unborn.
~Kokoro Sonzai 2010 (trans. Son Rivers)
MORNING SOUND
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Another spring hokku kindly shared by a reader in Japan: Early morning;The
very first sound —A pheasant’s cry. Aside from being a pleasant verse, this
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