Part 4

LADY BUTTERFLY PERFUMES HER WINGS BY FLOATING OVER THE ORCHID BASHO IF STRANGERS THREATEN TURN INTO FAT GREEN BULLFROGS... POND-COOLING MELONS ISSA YELLOW EVENING SUN ... LONG SHADOW OF THE SCARECROW REACHES TO THE ROAD SHOHA A CAMELLIA DROPPED DOWN INTO STILL WATERS OF A DEEP DARK WELL BUSON p. 37 FOR THE EMPEROR HIMSELF HE WILL NOT LIFT HIS HAT ... A STIFF-BACKED SCARECROW DANSUI IN THE HOLY DUSK NIGHTINGALES BEGIN THEIR PSALM... GOOD! THE DINNER-GONG! BUSON LIVE IN SIMPLE FAITH ... JUST AS THIS TRUSTING CHERRY FLOWERS, FADES, AND FALLS ISSA NIGHT IS BRIGHT WITH STARS ... SILLY WOMAN, WHIMPERING: SHALL I LIGHT THE LAMP? ETSUJIN p. 38 BLACK DESOLATE MOOR... I BOW BEFORE THE BUDDHA LIGHTED IN THUNDER KAKEI DIRTY BATH-WATER WHERE CAN I POUR YOU? ... INSECTS SINGING IN THE GRASS ONITSURA WEE BITTER CRICKET CRYING ALL THIS SUNNY DAY ... OR IS HE LAUGHING? OEMARU A SHORT SUMMER NIGHT... BUT IN THIS SOLEMN DARKNESS ONE PEONY BLOOMED BUSON p. 39 LONG THE SUMMER DAY ... PATTERNS ON THE OCEAN SAND... OUR IDLE FOOTPRINTS SHIKI ANGRY I STRODE HOME... BUT STOOPING IN MY GARDEN CALM OLD WILLOW-TREE RYOTA OH DO NOT SWAT THEM ... UNHAPPY FLIES FOREVER WRINGING THEIR THIN HANDS ISSA SEE ... THE HEAVY LEAF ON THE SILENT WINDLESS DAY ... FALLS OF ITS OWN WILL BONCHO p. 40 RASH TOM-CAT LOVER... CARELESS EVEN OF THAT RICE

OF THAT RICE STUCK IN YOUR WHISKERS TAIGI MOON SO BRIGHT FOR LOVE! OH, HEAR THE FARMER BY THAT LIGHT... FLAILING HIS LOVELY RICE! ETSUJIN NOW THE SWINGING BRIDGE IS QUIETED WITH CREEPERS... LIKE OUR TENDRILLED LIFE BASHO DANCING IN MY SILKS MONEY TOSSED ITSELF AWAY... PRETTY, THIS PAPER DRESS! SONO-JO p. 41 THE SEA DARKENING... OH VOICES OF THE WILD DUCKS CRYING, WHIRLING, WHITE BASHO WHITE MOTH, FLUTTER OFF: FLY BACK INTO MY BREAST NOW QUICKLY, MY OWN SOUL! WAFU NINE TIMES ARISING TO SEE THE MOON... WHOSE SOLEMN PACE MARKS ONLY MIDNIGHT YET BASHO WATCHING, I WONDER WHAT POET COULD PUT DOWN HIS QUILL... A PLUPERFECT MOON! ONITSURA p. 42 DO YOUR WORST, OLD FROST YOU CAN NO LONGER WOUND ME ... LAST CHRYSANTHEMUM I OEMARU PEBBLES SHINING CLEAR, AND CLEAR SIX SILENT FISHES... DEEP AUTUMN WATER BUSON A BRIGHT AUTUMN MOON... IN THE SHADOW OF EACH GRASS AN INSECT CHIRPING BUSON YOU TURN AND SUDDENLY THERE IN PURPLING AUTUMN SKY ... WHITE FUJIAMI ONITSURA p. 43 HERE, WHERE A THOUSAND CAPTAINS SWORE GRAND CONQUEST ... TALL GRASS THEIR MONUMENT BASHO YELLOW AUTUMN MOON... UNIMPRESSED THE SCARECROW STANDS SIMPLY LOOKING BORED ISSA WHITE CHRYSANTHEMUM ... BEFORE THAT PERFECT FLOWER SCISSORS HESITATE BUSON CRUEL AUTUMN WIND CUTTING TO THE VERY BONES... OF MY POOR SCARECROW ISSA p. 44 NOW IN LATE AUTUMN LOOK, ON MY OLD RUBBISH-HEAP ... BLUE MORNING-GLORY TAIGI A SINGLE CRICKET CHIRPS, CHIRPS, CHIRPS,

AND IS STILL ... MY CANDLE SINKS AND DIES ANON. FIREWORKS ENDED AND SPECTATORS GONE AWAY... AHD HOW VAST AND DARK! SHIKI TWO ANCIENT PINE-TREES ... A PAIR OF GNARLED AND STURDY HANDS WITH TEN GREEN FINGERS RYOTO p. 45 I MUST TURN OVER... BEWARE OF LOCAL EARTHQUAKES BEDFELLOW CRICKET! ISSA OH! I ATE THEM ALL AND OH! WHAT A STOMACH-ACHE... GREEN STOLEN APPLES SHIKI NOW IN SAD AUTUMN AS I TAKE MY DARKENING PATH ... A SOLITARY BIRD BASHO AT OUR LAST PARTING BENDING BETWEEN BOAT AND SHORE... THAT WEEPING WILLOW SHIKI