POETRY OF SOLITUDE: JAPANESE POETS


Saigyo
Deep in the mountains,
sipping clear water
from a mountain stream,
gathering horse chestnuts
fallen here and there.



 

Ryokan
All my life I have been too indolent,
leaving everything to the truth of heaven.
In my sack are three measures of rice,
Next to the stove a cord of wood.
Why inquire who is enlightened and who is not?
What do I know about status and gain, that dust.
Rainy nights here in my thatched hut
I stick out my two legs any which way I please.


 

Joso
Deep within Saga Valley,
facing the mountain,
companion to birds and fish;
This sweet wilderness could be
some old hermit's dwelling ...



 
Basho
The sea darkening
the voices of the wild geese
crying, whirling, white.

A flash of lightning
into the darkness travels
a night heron's cry.

Now in sad autumn
I take my darkening path,
a solitary bird.
  Buson
Not quite darkness yet
and the stars shining above
the withered moorland.

Utter aloneness - fine! -
still another pleasure
of autumn twilight.

A bright autumn moon -
in the shade of each grass blade
a cricket chirping.
  Issa
Orioles singing,
the river flows in silence
noon, sun over head.

The autumnal moon
in a sea a small boat drifts,
drifts on with the tide.

Vanity of men:
they would like to possess this
passing winter moon.
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Kyokusui
Descending seaward
far-off mountain waterfall;
winter nights so still.


Chora
A storm wind blows up
out from among the grasses
rises a full moon.


Shiki
The wild geese cry out:
the waves are white in the night
on the reefs below.


Boncho
See the heavy leaf
on the silent windless day
falls of its own will.


Sokan
If they were silent
flights of herons on dark sky -
snowflakes of autumn.


Taigi
Crossing it alone
in cold moon light, the old bridge
echoes my footsteps.


Sogi
Life in the world is
as brief as time spent sheltered
from winter showers.


Rippo
Three loveliest things -
moonlight, cherry-bloom, and now
I seek silent snow.