Yosa Buson Quotes

Young leaves The sound of a waterfall Heard from far and near.

Lighting one candle from another - Winter night

Throw open your window and let the scenery of clouds and sky enter your room.

In pale moonlight / the wisteria's scent / comes from far away.

In the spring rain, The pond and the river Have become one.

In lantern-light My yellow Chrysanthemums Lost all their color

Grasses are misty, The waters silent- A tranquil evening.

In the water bucket a melon and an eggplant nodding to each other

I came to the flowers; I slept beneath them; this was my leisure.

Calligraphy of geese against the sky- the moon seals it.

in my garden I pick a musk melon feeling like a thief

The spring sea rising and falling, rising and falling all day.

White dew- one drop on each thorn

The sea at springtime.All day it rises and falls,yes, rises and falls.

The end of spring- the poet is brooding about editors.

Calligraphy of geeseagainst the sky-the moon seals it.