A hail of nuts
In the ripples of thunders of cannons.

There stand humble white tombs.

Dream of a winter butterfly.
A drop of melted snow
In the Karakorams.

Cage of a leopard.
Not a water drop
Remain in the sky.

Day of pollen.
The birds have no breasts.

A crane

A crane
Shading in the evening twilight
Trails its smokelike wings.

Heat of autumn.
Spots of the leopard
Appear viscous under the sun.

A butterfly falls.
The freezing season
With great reverberations.

Dry sound of footsteps
Continue regularly
Close to this lamp.

Opening a window
I drive out a horsefly.
Undulations of the fields.

— The End —