Life
is like a butterfly
whatever it is



Nishiyamma Soin (1605 -1682)

A warm day
Buth ther's a chill
In the winter sun.



Uejima Onitsura (1661 - 1738)

For some reason
there are long, and there are short
Icicles



Uejima Onitsura (1661-1738)

Snow yet remaining
The mountain slopes are misty
An evening in spring




Lio Sogi (1421 - 1501)

Call it loneliness
the deep, beautiful color
no one can describe:
over these dark mountains,
the gathering autumn dusk.


The Priest Jakuren (1139 - 1203)

The birds have vanished from the sky
Now the last claud drains away.
We sit together, the mountain and I
until the only mountan remains.



Li Po (701-762)

Qute the contrary
to what I thought, passing clouds
are sometimes simply the moon's entertainment
its lovely decoration.


Saugyo (1118-1190)

The leaves begin to 
fall - and lie where they fall,
in the garden grass

Ryokan (1758-1831)