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Ogiwara Seisensui




Cloudless sky ~

moving fast
the moon



Dandelions, dandelions ~
to the beach
spring opens its eyes



My old cup
not broken yet ~
I am forty



Cottage ~
snow falls
snow piles up



To believe in Bhudda ~
in the blue truth
of the wheat ears



The sky's getting bored ~
House, if you are somehere
show up your smoke



Moon brightness
reflecting oof
the wind chimes



Angry
suddenly ~
was it only a dream?



They are skinny
the hands he is showing
his hands I am shaking






Translation: Gilles Fabre







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