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The old pond- A frog jumps in, sound of water. Basho I don't know which tree it comes from, that fragrance. Basho

It would melt in my hand- the autumn frost. Basho Felling a tree and seeing the cut end- tonight's moon. Basho

Will the two-day moon Be blown from the sky By the winter wind? Basho Kept by the winter wind From falling to earth- The drizzling rain. Basho

The snow is melting and the village is flooded with children. Kobayashi Issa Don't worry, spiders, I keep house casually. Kobayashi Issa

Goes out, comes back- the loves of a cat. Issa

Coolness- the sound of the bell as it leaves the bell. Yosa Buson The spring sea rising and falling, rising and falling all day. Buson

Like popcorn bursting, mountain laurel explode white Father's Day flowers. bjdrew A giant firefly: that way, this way, that way, this - and it passes by. Issa

Beach kids skipping stones That fllick out from shore, knee deep. The waves toss them back. bjdrew Waves roll stones on shore. Hissing fluid motion under children's feet. bjdrew

Irresistably skipping stones, the beach kids laugh while waves kiss their feet. bjdrew