Poem of the Day

Shiki, Masaoka.

By Author Unknown

I want to sleep
Swat the flies
Softly, please.


After killing
a spider, how lonely I feel
in the cold of night!


For love and for hate
I swat a fly and offer it
to an ant.


A mountain village
under the pilled-up snow
the sound of water.


Night; and once again,
the while I wait for you, cold wind
turns into rain.


The summer river:
although there is a bridge, my horse
goes through the water.


A lightning flash:
between the forest trees
I have seen water.