Now the
swinging bridge
Is quieted with creepers …
Like our tendrilled life.
Basho |
Looking
for the moon
In a lonely autumn sky
- mountain castle lights |
At the
present time,
Since I could bring no offering,
See Mount Tamuke!
Here are brocades of red leaves,
As a tribute to the gods.
Sugawara no Michizane |
The
rooster's crowing
In the middle of the night
Deceived the hearers;
But at Osaka's gateway
The guards are never fooled.
Lady Sei Shonagon |