Tadami Yamada's HAIKUTadami Yamada's HAIKUCopyright (c)2008. Tagami yamada. All Rights Reserved. ------------------------------------------------------ An evening glow To open my arms Like a swan's wings Keep saying good-by Deep in my heart alone The evening glow A cicada falls I keep standing the way Bad luck the day Under blazing sun What difference does it make If heaven-hell be? An insect cage Single firefly Hangs under the eaves Hydrangea Blue of it becomes denser Rainy Tokyo Summer festival--- Girls, boys in 'kimono' Fours, threes, or fives A monstrous whale Illusion wriggles, wriggles--- It's the dark night As I look back Autumn steps quietly An aster blossoms In broad sunshine Cicadas chirp all at once Oh summer has come! A sunflower Which streched oneself higher 'Tis rocking in breezes Underneath the crescent Is there, or not, a gate Which I should visit? A distant thunder I remember my first love......seventeen A distant thunder The mementos of youth are almost bitter The lightning flashes and shine on inmost thoughts of you'nd I Don't forget that's caused by the leader's dull sleep; Huge flames flower The spirits of our ancestors leave only one votive egg-apple on the altar(*) (*) (Note): In japanese tradition of buddhist's memorial service for their ancestors, in summer, called Bon or Obon and also Urabon-e, they prepare an altar with meny offerings, --flowers cakes, fruits, vegetables, and candles, paper lanterns. Among those offerings, there are a cucumber with four short sticks imitated a horse and an egg-apple imitated a cow that the spirits of ancestors use them to carry the offerings when the spirits return to the heven. And when the Bon has finished the buddhist lets flow the offerings to a river or to the sea. The summer festival Flowery hair ornaments swing like big waves My old mother returned from the grave The hair is white Fruit of trees, still green But, it's coming up autumn; the cold hidding in the air The wind has blown; fallen down the pampas grass A shrine appears The moon overflowes from the cup of 'sake'; alone in a rural inn Suddenly, a hawk tears azure of sky into shreds without sound A long long way ! It leads to saffron cloud Autumnal sky A cotton candy It's like light snow --- melted my childhood The deceased person's garden is as quiet as ever in the rain of autumn A wild grapes ! its purple charm so deepens keeps herself secret A white parasol --- It flares like a filament of air, disappears no one knows where The evening sun sinks shining one's right ear in a moment I wrote a letter, tore up, threw away it --- the wind of autunm Each's unlike a bit but makes self to be round A bunch of grapes ! A cold raindrop falls to my back of neck I feel early autumn ジャンル別一覧
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