Through the years

I’ve become used to sorrow,

there was not one spring

I didn’t leave behind

the flowers.

   ~Izumi Shikibu*

100 days...yellowrain

*cited:

The Ink Dark Moon

Trans: J Hirshfield & M Aratani

If I say

this or that,

how ordinary grief becomes –

broken cries are the words

that sorrow’s voice demands

   ~Izumi Shikibu*

100days...rain

*cited:

The Ink Dark Moon

Trans: J Hirshfield & M Aratani

It is unreasonable to ask my tears

to bear the sorrow of autumn,

as the light changes

the color even of the cinnamon tree in the moon

to red and yellow.

                                ~Shunzei’s Daughter*

 

autumn.jpg*cited:

The Burning Heart

K Rexroth & I Atsumi