the autumn wind.
Translated by Robert Hass
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The passing spring
Fishes weepWith tearful eyes.
shaking the grave
autumn wind
This old village–
without persimmon trees.Translated by Robert Hass
By the old temple,
a man treading rice.
Midfield,
the skylark singing.Translated by Robert Hass
Teeth sensitive to the sand
I’m getting old.Translated by Robert Hass