A different generation will celebrate
The Festival of Dolls.
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By the old temple,
a man treading rice.
Cold night: the wild duck,
and sleeps awhile.Translated by Robert Hass
What fish feel,
the year ending.Translated by Robert Hass
Awake at night–
cracking in the cold.Translated by Robert Hass
Deep into autumn
still not a butterfly
the whole family
visiting graves