In this world ...
by Kobayashi Issa (1763-1828)
In this world
we walk on the roof of hell,
gazing at flowers.
translated by Robert Hass
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I will incline mine ear to the parable, and shew my dark speech upon the harp
Psalm 49
3 comments:
I guess this is one of those Haiku things, which don't much interest me, but this one is clever. I'm so glad you're back to find these things.
I guess this is one of those Haiku things, which don't much interest me, but this one is clever.
Must agree with both parts of your comment, even though I've written my share of terrible haiku.
Issa has written another (to my mind) fascinating one:
A drop of dew
And even in that dewdrop
Altercation
I'm so glad you're back to find these things.
Now all we have to do is get the blogueuse of the late lamented Gospel Minefield back into action ...
That last thing probably isn't going to happen. But it's all right to pray that it will.
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