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waking in the night
the swarm of insects
still mad at the light bulb
it has rained enough
between the clouds
luminuous lights
winter rain
on my warm jacket
the trip to the sento
the leeks
such fair ladies
from the slums
the sea darkens
the waves look
so much heavier
ill on a journey
the only longed for destination
is now home
inspired by
Collection of Six Haiku
Waking in the night;
the lamp is low,
the oil freezing.
It has rained enough
to turn the stubble on the field
black.
Winter rain
falls on the cow-shed;
a cock crows.
The leeks
newly washed white, -
how cold it is!
The sea darkens;
the voices of the wild ducks
are faintly white.
Ill on a journey;
my dreams wander
over a withered moor.
Matsuo Basho
john tiong chunghoo
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