Washing the ***--
ripples on the water;
    far off, wild ducks.

The old man
cutting barley--
bent like a sickle.

The behavior of the pigeon
is beyond reproach,
but the mountain cuckoo?

Lighting one candle
with another candle--
    spring evening.

White blossoms of the pear
and a woman in moonlight
    reading a letter.

Blown from the west,
fallen leaves gather
    in the east.

Listening to the moon,
gazing at the croaking of frogs
in a field of ripe rice.

The spring sea rising
and falling, rising
    and falling all day.

Calligraphy of geese
against the sky--
    the moon seals it.

Before the white chrysanthemum
the scissors hesitate
    a moment.

Old well,
a fish leaps--
    dark sound.

Early summer rain--
houses facing the river,
    two of them

Ploughing the land--
not even a bird singing
in the mountain's shadow.

Dawn--
fish the cormorants haven't caught
swimming in the shallows.

My arm for a pillow,
I really like myself
under the hazy moon.

Evening wind:
water laps
    the heron's legs.

Harvest moon--
called at his house,
he was digging potatoes.

His Holiness the Abbot
is *******
in the withered fields.

Coolness--
the sound of the bell
    as it leaves the bell.

The willow leaves fallen,
the spring gone dry,
    rocks here and there.

Blow of an ax,
pine scent,
the winter woods.

Not quite dark yet
and the stars shining
above the withered fields.

Below are eleven Buson haiku
beginning with the phrase
'The short night--'


The short night--
on the hairy caterpillar
beads of dew.

The short night--
patrolmen
washing in the river.

The short night--
bubbles of crab froth
among the river reeds.

The short night--
a broom thrown away
on the beach.

The short night--
the Oi River
has sunk two feet.

The short night--
on the outskirts of the village
a small shop opening.

The short night--
broken, in the shallows,
a crescent moon.

The short night--
the peony
has opened.

The short night--
waves beating in,
an abandoned fire.

The short night--
near the pillow
a screen turning silver.

The short night--
shallow footprints
on the beach at Yui.








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The short night-
a watery moon
stands alone over the hill

     Maggie



The short night--
just as I'm falling asleep
my wife's waking up

     Larry Bole

The winter river;
down it come floating
flowers offered to Buddha.

He's on the porch,
to escape the wife and kids--
how hot it is!

Buying leeks
and walking home
    under the bare trees.

Straw sandal half sunk
in an old pond
    in the sleety snow.

The end of spring--
the poet is brooding
    about editors.

They end their flight
one by one---
crows at dusk.

Sparrow singing--
its tiny mouth
    open.

A bat flits
in moonlight
above the plum blossoms.