In the city fields Contemplating cherry-trees.. Strangers are like friends
Issa
On the Death of his ChildDew Evaporates And all our world is dew.. So dear, So fresh, so fleeting
death world fresh
Hi! My little hutIs newly-thatched I see.. Blue morning-glories
beauty haiku
Arise from sleep, old cat, And with great yawns and stretchings.. Amble out for love
cats
friends contemplation
Giddy grasshopperTake care.. Do not leap and crushThese pearls of dewdrop
haiku
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