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Yosa Buson Summer, Autumn, Winter

Yosa Buson Summer, Autumn, Winter. Summer. 1 The man and his wife once to be punished by death change into summer clothes. Ueda.

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Yosa Buson Summer, Autumn, Winter

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  1. Yosa BusonSummer, Autumn, Winter

  2. Summer

  3. 1The man and his wifeonce to be punished by deathchange into summer clothes Ueda

  4. Few men can give a quick and apt response to a witticism from a woman, they say. During the reign of the Cloistered Emperor Kameyama some mischievous court ladies made a practice of testing young men who came to court by asking if they had ever heard a nightingale sing. A certain major counselor answered, “An insignificant person the likes of myself could never be so privileged.” The Horikawa minister of the interior said, “I believe I have heard one at Iwakura.” The women said, “That’s a perfectly good answer. The major counselor’s calling himself insignificant was unfortunate.” Such where their evaluations.

  5. A man should be trained in such a way that no woman will ever laugh at him. I once heard someone say that it was thanks to the instruction the Jodoji chancellor received as a boy from the Retired Empress Anki that he spoke so ably. The Yamashina minister of the left once said, “I feel embarrassed and nervous even when some wretched serving-girl looks at me.” In a world without women it would not make any difference what kind of clothes or hate a man wore; nobody would take the trouble to dress properly. One might wonder, then, what exalted creatures women must be to inspire such fear in men. In fact, women are all perverse by nature. They are deeply self-centered, grasping in the extreme, devoid of all susceptibility to reason, quick to indulge in superstitious practices. . . .

  6. 2Cause the madwoman at Iwakurato fall more deeply in loveO hototogisuHey, hototogisu! Go lovethat perverse Iwakura woman. Cheryl A. Crowley Wallace

  7. Hey, hototogisu! Go love that perverse Iwakura woman

  8. Hey, hototogisu! Go love that perverse Iwakura woman

  9. Hey, hototogisu! Go love that perverse Iwakura woman

  10. 5All the way I have comeall the way I am goinghere in the summer fieldI have walked, walked.I will walk, walk.Summer field! Merwin & Lento Wallace

  11. 5行行重行行xíngxíngchóngxíngxíng 行行重行行 from 古詩十九首 (Nineteen Old Poems)

  12. 6An Idle Student by the WindowWhatever he learns goes inone ear and out the othera fireflyscholarly brillianceissues forth from your bottomfirefly Merwin & Lento Cheryl A. Crowley

  13. scholarly brillianceissues forth from your bottomfirefly Calligraphy and painting by Buson

  14. 8Cicada chorustime for the head priestto take his baththe cicada are singing—abbot'sbath time Merwin & Lento Wallace

  15. Cicada chorustime for the head priestto take his bath Calligraphy and painting by Buson

  16. 9summer shower—clutching the leaves of grassa flock of sparrows Ueda

  17. 10Don’t wake me fromThis intoxicating dreamOn this intoxicated night.”Welcome luck! (Go away demons!)”YOI-YUME NO YOI-NE SAMASUNA.FUKU HA UCHI! Wallace

  18. 10Don’t wake me fromThis intoxicating dreamOn this intoxicated night."Help! There are bats in the house!"YOI-YUME NO YOI-NE SAMASUNA.FUKU HA UCHI! Wallace

  19. Don’t wake me fromThis intoxicating dreamOn this intoxicated night.”Welcome luck! (Go away demons!)” Calligraphy and painting by Buson

  20. Don’t wake me fromThis intoxicating dreamOn this intoxicated night.”Welcome luck! (Go away demons!)” Calligraphy and painting by Buson

  21. Autumn

  22. 12at a flashof lightning, the sound of dewfalling from a bamboo Ueda

  23. 12at a flashof lightning, the sound of dewfalling from a bamboo Ueda petal after petal mountain roses flutter down: the sound of the rapids (Basho)

  24. 13over the sumo matchhe should never have losta pillow talk Ueda

  25. over the sumo matchhe should never have losta pillow talk Calligraphy and painting by Buson

  26. over the sumo matchhe should never have losta pillow talk Calligraphy and painting by Buson

  27. 14the willow is barethe clear stream has dried, and stoneslie scattered here and there Ueda

  28. the willow is barethe clear stream has dried, and stoneslie scattered here and there Calligraphy and painting by Buson

  29. 15this piercing cold—in the bedroom, I have steppedon my dead wife’s comb Ueda

  30. 16With ageeven the voice of the cricketis sad Wallace

  31. With ageEven the voice of the cricketIs sad Calligraphy and painting by Buson

  32. 18Upon Maruyama’s Request for a Caption to His Painting of a Black DogHis bark comesfrom the darkness inside himdeep in the autumn night Merwin & Lento

  33. His bark comesfrom the darkness inside himdeep in the autumn night Calligraphy by Buson, painting by Maruyama

  34. His bark comesfrom the darkness deep in the autumn night Calligraphy by Buson, painting by Maruyama

  35. 21Secluded house—The lord of this chrysanthemum:Fox Spirit Hakuzōsu Wallace

  36. Secluded house—The lord of this chrysanthemum:Fox Spirit Hakuzōsu Calligraphy and painting by Buson

  37. Winter

  38. 29You who pray to Buddha beating your gourdsyou are nobody at allnot even village priests Merwin & Lento

  39. You who pray to Buddha beating your gourdsyou are nobody at allnot even village priests Calligraphy and painting by Buson

  40. You who pray to Buddha beating your gourdsyou are nobody at allnot even village priests Calligraphy and painting by Buson

  41. 33In the night with my few teethI try to chew the iceoff the tip of my writing brushbaring my teethI moisten my frozen writing brush —that sort of night Merwin & Lento Wallace

  42. In the night with my few teethI try to chew the iceoff the tip of my writing brush Calligraphy and painting by Buson

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