“Arise from sleep, old cat,And with great yawns and stretchings...Amble out for love”
Kobayashi Issa“Don't kill!...The fly is asking youTo save his lifeBy rubbing his hands together”
Kobayashi Issa“before the gate --my walking stick's made a riverof melting snow”
Kobayashi Issa“In the cherry blossom's shadethere's no such thingas a stranger.”
Kobayashi Issa