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Ogiwara Seisensui

Cloudless sky ~

moving fast
the moon

Dandelions, dandelions ~
to the beach
spring opens its eyes

My old cup
not broken yet ~
I am forty

Cottage ~
snow falls
snow piles up

To believe in Bhudda ~
in the blue truth
of the wheat ears

The sky's getting bored ~
House, if you are somehere
show up your smoke

Moon brightness
reflecting oof
the wind chimes

suddenly ~
was it only a dream?

They are skinny
the hands he is showing
his hands I am shaking

Translation: Gilles Fabre

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