| GokuRakuAn in the morning mist  Ancestors Graves  Susuki Grass Wilderness  |
 in the jungle down at the bottom - small life   ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo sheltering so much small life - graves of the ancestors  |
 misty morning - almost forgot to get the newspaper  dewdrops  golden rod  Spider Net    ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo spider net  this spider net hanging in mid air - just for me ?  |
 just one leaf by the roadside - where is the rest ?  ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo   ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo  |
| Aim at the sun and you may not reach it; but your arrow will fly far higher than if you had aimed at an object on a level with yourself. -- F. Hawes  That is an interesting thought. My Kyudo (Archery) Teacher would say: Aim behind the target ! Shoot each arrow as if it was your last one ! Be here and now ! and the Kendo Teacher: Batteling with five opponents, use your force as if they were seven. Can we apply this to Haiku? Here is my haiku sensei: Write each haiku as if it was your last one ! There is no tomorrow to reach, there is only NOW to write. |
 sea of clouds - just looking out of my window  autumn morning - the splendid silence of your smile  |
| road to India - hoping for sunshine at the other side  |
It was amazing to see the two little yellow ones suddenly disappear, when a cloud covered the late autumn sun and the valley fell into deep darkness ... all of a sudden.
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................. DUTCH translation:
herfstvlinders -
een finale dans van
licht naar schaduw
Geert Verbeke
................. Scots translation:
hairst butteries -
a hinmaist jig frae
licht tae sheddae
John McDonald
................. Romanian translation:
fluturi in octombrie-
dansul final dintre
lumina si umbra
Vasile Moldovan
................. French Translation:
des papillons d'automne---
dans une dernière danse
la lumière devient ombre
Keith A. Simmonds
Thanks to all my friends from WonderHaikuWorlds for the translations !
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Some friends thought the use of FINAL was too much of a personification here, leading to the death of the butterflies ...
I used it to mean the final moment for myself,
when I could not see them any more, after watching them for about two minutes, they simply vanished in mid-air when the late sunshine stopped to fall on them and they were ... gone, invisible, it was final for me ...
If you extend the meaning of FINAL as seen of the life of the butterfly, this is a different way of interpretation
(I might have intended or not ;) ).
This is a scene I can only observe in late autumn sunshine and enjoy every year to the fullest !
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Issa and world fellows Display in Tokyo
Nakamura Sakuo Special Exhibition
February 2008
Butterflies (choochoo) KIGO
Read my Haiku Archives 2007
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| a stuffed pond - no space for the frog to jump in by Matz Bee |
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