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Laura. She tempts me much to self-abuse, The sin of which is true love's evil twin. I regularly sin by giving in, Making a sock of fresh banana juice. I struggle to resist, but what's the use When future me will certainly begin To tug himself (much to his own chagrin) Thinking about her headlights and caboose? The walnuts swell upon the walnut tree. The sap is running—slimy walnut sap. Her apples call my name. They're teasing me. The hardwood grows with vigor in my lap. I burn to plant my seed deep in her V, The garden of her earth, then take a nap.
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Jul 7, 2025
Jul 7, 2025 at 11:20 PM UTC
Laura
Yamaguchi Seishi Haiku Translations by Michael R. Burch Grasses wilt: the braking locomotive grinds to a halt ― Yamaguchi Seishi, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Published by Haiku Universe, Carpe Diem Haiku, Adas Poetry Alcove, HaikuViet, Form in Formless Times, Purple Pen in Portland This appears to be one of my most popular translations on the Internet. A google search for the entire haiku text turned up nearly 8,000 results. That’s a lot of cutting and pasting! Ceaseless chaos― ice floes clash in the Soya straits. ―Yamaguchi Seishi, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Having crossed the sea, winter winds can never return. ―Yamaguchi Seishi, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch (The haiku above was written in October 1944 as Kamikaze pilots were flying out to sea.) Banish the snow for the human torpedo now lies exploded. ―Yamaguchi Seishi, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch The sky hangs low over Karafuto, as white as the spawning herring. ―Yamaguchi Seishi, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Green bottle flies buzzing carrion— did they just materialize? ―Yamaguchi Seishi, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Finally the cicadas stopped shrilling— summer gale. ―Yamaguchi Seishi, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch As grief becomes unbearable someone snaps a nearby branch. ―Yamaguchi Seishi, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch As grief reaches its breaking point someone snaps a nearby branch. ―Yamaguchi Seishi, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Trapped in the spider’s web the firefly’s bulb blinks out forever. ―Yamaguchi Seishi, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Trapped in the spider’s web the firefly’s light is swiftly consumed. ―Yamaguchi Seishi, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Both victor and vanquished are dewdrops: flashes of light briefly illuminating the void. —Ouchi Yoshitaka, loose translation/interpretation of his jisei (death poem) by Michael R. Burch Keywords/Tags:  Yamaguchi Seishi, haiku, translations, Japanese, grass, grasses, wilt, locomotive, train
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Apr 17, 2020
Apr 17, 2020 at 6:54 PM UTC
Yamaguchi Seishi haiku translations
Yamaguchi Seishi Haiku Translations by Michael R. Burch Grasses wilt: the braking locomotive grinds to a halt ― Yamaguchi Seishi, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Published by Haiku Universe, Carpe Diem Haiku, Adas Poetry Alcove, HaikuViet, Form in Formless Times, Purple Pen in Portland This appears to be one of my most popular translations on the Internet. A google search for the entire haiku text turned up nearly 8,000 results. That’s a lot of cutting and pasting! Ceaseless chaos― ice floes clash in the Soya straits. ―Yamaguchi Seishi, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Having crossed the sea, winter winds can never return. ―Yamaguchi Seishi, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch (The haiku above was written in October 1944 as Kamikaze pilots were flying out to sea.) Banish the snow for the human torpedo now lies exploded. ―Yamaguchi Seishi, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch The sky hangs low over Karafuto, as white as the spawning herring. ―Yamaguchi Seishi, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Green bottle flies buzzing carrion— did they just materialize? ―Yamaguchi Seishi, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Finally the cicadas stopped shrilling— summer gale. ―Yamaguchi Seishi, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch As grief becomes unbearable someone snaps a nearby branch. ―Yamaguchi Seishi, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch As grief reaches its breaking point someone snaps a nearby branch. ―Yamaguchi Seishi, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Trapped in the spider’s web the firefly’s bulb blinks out forever. ―Yamaguchi Seishi, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Trapped in the spider’s web the firefly’s light is swiftly consumed. ―Yamaguchi Seishi, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Both victor and vanquished are dewdrops: flashes of light briefly illuminating the void. —Ouchi Yoshitaka, loose translation/interpretation of his jisei (death poem) by Michael R. Burch Keywords/Tags:  Yamaguchi Seishi, haiku, translations, Japanese, grass, grasses, wilt, locomotive, train
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Stopping at Lancaster Preston Wigan and Crewe. all aboard.
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Jun 28, 2019
Jun 28, 2019 at 4:51 PM UTC
Britannia class 4-6-2
The Clinchfield line flows from the mines - and through the mountains of East Tennessee. Wher menageries go to provide such a show - the likes of those we'd never see. The first glimpse of these beasts that came from the east - and such places where we'll never live. They rolled in on the back and were pulled up the track - by the huge steel Loco-motive. With this rolling stock that would bring such a shock - to the bustling boom town of Erwin. All sorts of creatures where brought here to feature - where paying guests could get set to determine. A lumbering cow was this company's wow - this Circus did owe its success. But this pachyderm act would in time distract - and end up in a most awful mess. Mary we can claim was this elephants name - and the boast is “the biggest in size.” For she sure was a hulk and endowed with such bulk - that I wouldn't be very surprised. Too earn a few bob, Eldridge, new to the job – now the handler of this pachyderm. This man was a fool and it seems, very cruel - as it said, he was overly firm. He was void of the skill but enthused by the thrill - with a very go-for-broke view. This creature he'd ***** with a great big stick – giving Mary a bad how-to-do. He had picked the wrong day to cause this affray – as he jabbed with the long piece of wood. Whilst he was being so rough he hit an absessed tooth – and believe me this figured no good. With one painful bellow her trunk hit this fellow – throwing Red Eldridge around. And such was her tread when she trod on his head – she crushed it right into the ground. Bullets rang out and there was no doubt – they hadn't had any effect. As before the crowd she still trumpeted loud – while the masses, revenge did select. **** the elephant, **** the elephant – was the song that the crowds chose to sing. Each and every man came up with the plan – they wanted poor Mary to swing. The lynching was set and a huge crane was met – for Mary was five tons in weight. Out in front of the crowds with them screaming out loud – her future was not looking great. They secured her leg by a chain to a peg – whilst around her neck they placed a chain. And whilst reeling it in it dug into the skin – as they lifted her up with the crane. Back on the ground they heard such a sound – as Mary's big bones they did crack. Then somebody said the chains still on her leg – and the elephant to earth did come back. The effect of this trip broke the pachyderms hip – causing her incredible pain. And with such neglect they then did reconnect – and they lifted the creature once again. The crowds they did roar as Mary did soar – a day out it has to be said. With laughter and glee for the whole family – this monster now hanging quite dead. The elephant gone but the party went on – as this beauty did hang for this shower. The boom town of Erwin all acted like vermin – and left her for almost an hour. Buried in the ground she can not now be found – as many here try to forget. To look in this face we see only disgrace – and forever this stone will be set.
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Nov 6, 2014
Nov 6, 2014 at 7:49 PM UTC
A Lynching in East Tennessee
The Clinchfield line flows from the mines - and through the mountains of East Tennessee. Wher menageries go to provide such a show - the likes of those we'd never see. The first glimpse of these beasts that came from the east - and such places where we'll never live. They rolled in on the back and were pulled up the track - by the huge steel Loco-motive. With this rolling stock that would bring such a shock - to the bustling boom town of Erwin. All sorts of creatures where brought here to feature - where paying guests could get set to determine. A lumbering cow was this company's wow - this Circus did owe its success. But this pachyderm act would in time distract - and end up in a most awful mess. Mary we can claim was this elephants name - and the boast is “the biggest in size.” For she sure was a hulk and endowed with such bulk - that I wouldn't be very surprised. Too earn a few bob, Eldridge, new to the job – now the handler of this pachyderm. This man was a fool and it seems, very cruel - as it said, he was overly firm. He was void of the skill but enthused by the thrill - with a very go-for-broke view. This creature he'd ***** with a great big stick – giving Mary a bad how-to-do. He had picked the wrong day to cause this affray – as he jabbed with the long piece of wood. Whilst he was being so rough he hit an absessed tooth – and believe me this figured no good. With one painful bellow her trunk hit this fellow – throwing Red Eldridge around. And such was her tread when she trod on his head – she crushed it right into the ground. Bullets rang out and there was no doubt – they hadn't had any effect. As before the crowd she still trumpeted loud – while the masses, revenge did select. **** the elephant, **** the elephant – was the song that the crowds chose to sing. Each and every man came up with the plan – they wanted poor Mary to swing. The lynching was set and a huge crane was met – for Mary was five tons in weight. Out in front of the crowds with them screaming out loud – her future was not looking great. They secured her leg by a chain to a peg – whilst around her neck they placed a chain. And whilst reeling it in it dug into the skin – as they lifted her up with the crane. Back on the ground they heard such a sound – as Mary's big bones they did crack. Then somebody said the chains still on her leg – and the elephant to earth did come back. The effect of this trip broke the pachyderms hip – causing her incredible pain. And with such neglect they then did reconnect – and they lifted the creature once again. The crowds they did roar as Mary did soar – a day out it has to be said. With laughter and glee for the whole family – this monster now hanging quite dead. The elephant gone but the party went on – as this beauty did hang for this shower. The boom town of Erwin all acted like vermin – and left her for almost an hour. Buried in the ground she can not now be found – as many here try to forget. To look in this face we see only disgrace – and forever this stone will be set.
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The steam from a teakettle. To be in love with one's own name! Funny sort of locomotive!
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Nov 1, 2014
Nov 1, 2014 at 3:22 AM UTC
Steam