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After The Gentle Poet Kobayashi Issa
(March 1, 1941 / San Francisco)

After The Gentle Poet Kobayashi Issa

Poem By Robert Hass

New Year's morning—
everything is in blossom!
I feel about average.

A huge frog and I
staring at each other,
neither of us moves.

This moth saw brightness
in a woman's chamber—
burned to a crisp.

Asked how old he was
the boy in the new kimono
stretched out all five fingers.

Blossoms at night,
like people
moved by music

Napped half the day;
no one
punished me!

Fiftieth birthday:

From now on,
It's all clear profit,
every sky.

Don't worry, spiders,
I keep house
casually.

These sea slugs,
they just don't seem
Japanese.

Hell:

Bright autumn moon;
pond snails crying
in the saucepan.

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'Don't worry, spiders, I keep house casually.' so many nice stanzas in this, sometimes I brush spiders aside, let them run free, but too much webbing me and vacuum cleaning tends to leave no trace of disappearing spiders
Blossoms at night, like people moved by music Nice poem..... Thanks for sharing++++++++++++++
Gentle Poet? O- k- a- y.... this was very interesting especially frying pond snails in the frying pan but he failed to add the seasonings...
nothing changes one year to next. except we get older and bolder?
In a woman's chamber! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.


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