Monday, July 2, 2018

Some Matsuo Basho To Beat Summer Heat



I love Basho. And when thinking of something to cool us down from this mega heat, he came to mind. Below are some poems from this master of language.

Hope you are staying cool and enjoying the gifts of summer.


A snowy morning--
by myself,
chewing on dried salmon.


A monk sips morning tea,
it's quiet,
the chrysanthemum's flowering.


Awake at night--
the sound of the water jar
cracking in the cold.


Temple bells die out.
The fragrant blossoms remain.
A perfect evening! 


On the white poppy,
a butterfly’s torn wing
is a keepsake 


Flower
under harvest sun - stranger
To bird, butterfly. 


The she cat -
Grown thin
From love and barley. 


Wrapping dumplings in 
bamboo leaves, with one finger 
she tidies her hair 


From time to time
The clouds give rest
To the moon beholders…


Crossing long fields,
frozen in its saddle,
my shadow creeps by 


The butterfly is perfuming
It's wings in the scent
Of the orchid.


I'm a wanderer 
so let that be my name – 
the first winter rain 


Clouds -
a chance to dodge
moonviewing. 


Taking a nap,
feet planted
against a cool wall.


Don't imitate me;
it's as boring
as the two halves of a melon.


In this world of ours, 
We eat only to cast out, 
Sleep only to wake, 
And what comes after all that 
Is simply to die at last. 


A bee
staggers out
of the peony.


Heat waves shimmering
one or two inches
above the dead grass.