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    There is a chorus outside my window. This haiku seems appropriate for this first day of summer:
The cricket
proudly pricks up its whiskers
and sings.
—-Issa
(trans. by Stephen Addiss)


Haiku

18May07

Calling three times,
then no more to be heard—
the deer in the rain
[...]


A bank of clouds
Bears the moon upon it.
—-Boncho
(from The Moon in the Pines,
trans. by Jonathan Clements)