utterly away.
Translated by R.H. Blyth
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Coolness of the melons
in the morning dew.Translated by Robert Hass
The summer grasses
Of brave soldiers dreams
With a warbler for
this mountain willo
Morning and evening
One-sided love
Waking in the night;
the oil freezing.It has rained enoughto turn the stubble on the fieldblack.Winter rainfalls on the cow-shed;a cock crows.The leeksnewly washed white,-how cold it is!The sea darkens;the voices of the wild ducksare faintly white.Ill on a journey;my dreams wanderover a withered moor.
Petals of the mountain rose
To the sound of the waterfall?