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Yosa Buson Summer, Autumn, Winter. Summer. 1 The man and his wife once to be punished by death change into summer clothes. Ueda.
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1The man and his wifeonce to be punished by deathchange into summer clothes Ueda
Few men can give a quick and apt response to a witticism from a woman, they say. During the reign of the Cloistered Emperor Kameyama some mischievous court ladies made a practice of testing young men who came to court by asking if they had ever heard a nightingale sing. A certain major counselor answered, “An insignificant person the likes of myself could never be so privileged.” The Horikawa minister of the interior said, “I believe I have heard one at Iwakura.” The women said, “That’s a perfectly good answer. The major counselor’s calling himself insignificant was unfortunate.” Such where their evaluations.
A man should be trained in such a way that no woman will ever laugh at him. I once heard someone say that it was thanks to the instruction the Jodoji chancellor received as a boy from the Retired Empress Anki that he spoke so ably. The Yamashina minister of the left once said, “I feel embarrassed and nervous even when some wretched serving-girl looks at me.” In a world without women it would not make any difference what kind of clothes or hate a man wore; nobody would take the trouble to dress properly. One might wonder, then, what exalted creatures women must be to inspire such fear in men. In fact, women are all perverse by nature. They are deeply self-centered, grasping in the extreme, devoid of all susceptibility to reason, quick to indulge in superstitious practices. . . .
2Cause the madwoman at Iwakurato fall more deeply in loveO hototogisuHey, hototogisu! Go lovethat perverse Iwakura woman. Cheryl A. Crowley Wallace
5All the way I have comeall the way I am goinghere in the summer fieldI have walked, walked.I will walk, walk.Summer field! Merwin & Lento Wallace
5行行重行行xíngxíngchóngxíngxíng 行行重行行 from 古詩十九首 (Nineteen Old Poems)
6An Idle Student by the WindowWhatever he learns goes inone ear and out the othera fireflyscholarly brillianceissues forth from your bottomfirefly Merwin & Lento Cheryl A. Crowley
scholarly brillianceissues forth from your bottomfirefly Calligraphy and painting by Buson
8Cicada chorustime for the head priestto take his baththe cicada are singing—abbot'sbath time Merwin & Lento Wallace
Cicada chorustime for the head priestto take his bath Calligraphy and painting by Buson
9summer shower—clutching the leaves of grassa flock of sparrows Ueda
10Don’t wake me fromThis intoxicating dreamOn this intoxicated night.”Welcome luck! (Go away demons!)”YOI-YUME NO YOI-NE SAMASUNA.FUKU HA UCHI! Wallace
10Don’t wake me fromThis intoxicating dreamOn this intoxicated night."Help! There are bats in the house!"YOI-YUME NO YOI-NE SAMASUNA.FUKU HA UCHI! Wallace
Don’t wake me fromThis intoxicating dreamOn this intoxicated night.”Welcome luck! (Go away demons!)” Calligraphy and painting by Buson
Don’t wake me fromThis intoxicating dreamOn this intoxicated night.”Welcome luck! (Go away demons!)” Calligraphy and painting by Buson
12at a flashof lightning, the sound of dewfalling from a bamboo Ueda
12at a flashof lightning, the sound of dewfalling from a bamboo Ueda petal after petal mountain roses flutter down: the sound of the rapids (Basho)
13over the sumo matchhe should never have losta pillow talk Ueda
over the sumo matchhe should never have losta pillow talk Calligraphy and painting by Buson
over the sumo matchhe should never have losta pillow talk Calligraphy and painting by Buson
14the willow is barethe clear stream has dried, and stoneslie scattered here and there Ueda
the willow is barethe clear stream has dried, and stoneslie scattered here and there Calligraphy and painting by Buson
15this piercing cold—in the bedroom, I have steppedon my dead wife’s comb Ueda
With ageEven the voice of the cricketIs sad Calligraphy and painting by Buson
18Upon Maruyama’s Request for a Caption to His Painting of a Black DogHis bark comesfrom the darkness inside himdeep in the autumn night Merwin & Lento
His bark comesfrom the darkness inside himdeep in the autumn night Calligraphy by Buson, painting by Maruyama
His bark comesfrom the darkness deep in the autumn night Calligraphy by Buson, painting by Maruyama
21Secluded house—The lord of this chrysanthemum:Fox Spirit Hakuzōsu Wallace
Secluded house—The lord of this chrysanthemum:Fox Spirit Hakuzōsu Calligraphy and painting by Buson
29You who pray to Buddha beating your gourdsyou are nobody at allnot even village priests Merwin & Lento
You who pray to Buddha beating your gourdsyou are nobody at allnot even village priests Calligraphy and painting by Buson
You who pray to Buddha beating your gourdsyou are nobody at allnot even village priests Calligraphy and painting by Buson
33In the night with my few teethI try to chew the iceoff the tip of my writing brushbaring my teethI moisten my frozen writing brush —that sort of night Merwin & Lento Wallace
In the night with my few teethI try to chew the iceoff the tip of my writing brush Calligraphy and painting by Buson