Thirty casual poems at my grass hut (25):

The time of the sound heard

Directly to the ears passing,

Now it is my friend, indeed,

As there’s no more talking.

 

 

Sōan-no gū-ei sanjisshu (25):

Koe-zukara

Mimi-ni kikoyuru

Toki sareba

Wa-ga tomo-naranka

Katarai-zo naki

 

 

 

草庵之偶詠三十首 (25):

声ずから

耳に聞ゆる

時されば

吾が友ならん

かたらひぞなき

 

 

Photo by Brandon Broderick, National Geographic