flood waters
stars too will go to sleep
on top of a rock
rivulets always in motion
silver river streams into sea
still summer
the harvest moon too hot
to enjoy the coolness
under cherry blossom shade
the butterflies are dreaming
morning glories
in the daytime a lock lowered
on the gate
a veil of shimmering white
conceals another new world
chrysanthemum flowers
bloom at the stonemason’s
between stones
colorful leaves of promise
linger with springlike newness
warriors
the bitterness of pickles
in the talk
tongue-tied fools are wasting time
riddled with anxieties
plum blossom scent
since ancient times the word
has been sorrowful
though they have taken their time
the plum tree always blossoms
© Matsuo Basho (1644-1694)
Renga With Basho
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Response to Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation #102 Renga With Basho … ancient times
