as the two halves of a melon.
Translated by Robert Hass
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Wrapping dumplings in
she tidies her hair
What fish feel,
the year ending.Translated by Robert Hass
The she cat –
From love and barley.
Won’t you come and see
from the kiri tree.
Spring:
Veiled in morning mist.The beginning of autumn:Sea and emerald paddyBoth the same green.The winds of autumnBlow: yet still greenThe chestnut husks.A flash of lightning:Into the gloomGoes the heron’s cry.Translated by Geoffrey Bownas And Anthony Thwaite
Coolness of the melons
in the morning dew.Translated by Robert Hass