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Give your longing to wound
and to own more things
away to the willow

Basho
tr Robert Bly, Mudra, SF, 1972

 

XVIII

This autumn will end.
Nothing can last forever.
Fate controls our lives.
Fondle my living breasts
With your strong hands.

 

Ati mijikashi
Nani ni fumetsu
Inochi zo to
Chikara aru chio
Te ni sagurasenu

 

 

YOSANO ARIKO
Translated by Kenneth Rexroth


The image below is from a photocopy of a page from my looseleaf notebook.

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