Occupation: Poet Birth: June 15, 1763 Death: January 5, 1828
Giddy grasshopper Take care...do not leap and crush These pearls of dewdrop.
Don't worry, spiders, I keep house casually..
O snail Climb Mount Fuji But slowly, slowly!.
In this world we walk on the roof of hell gazing at flowers.
Listen, all creeping things, the bell of transience..
The world of dew is the world of dew. And yet, and yet--.
In spring rain a pretty girl yawning..
All the time I pray to Buddha I keep on killing mosquitoes..
Here I'm here- the snow falling..
What a strange thing! to be alive beneath cherry blossoms..
Even in warmest glow how cold my shadow.
Not gifted with genius but honestly holding his experiences deep in his heart, he kept his simplicity and humanity..
On the Death of his Child Dew Evaporates And all our world is dew...so dear, So fresh, so fleeting.
Don't weep, insects -- Lovers, stars themselves, Must part..
Carrying a poppy he passes through the quarrel..
There is no stranger under the cherry tree..
In the cherry blossom's shade there's no such thing as a stranger..
Don't kill!... The fly is asking you To save his life By rubbing his hands together.
To the fuki plant, dandelions, and their kind that lie for long patiently under the fallen snow, comes the season of breezy spring. No sooner do theā¦.
Red morning sky - snail, are you glad of it?.
In the city fields Contemplating cherry-trees... Strangers are like friends.