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The
troubled waters are frozen fast.
Under clear heaven, moonlight and shadow
Ebb and flow.
~ lady murasaki
Poems from the Japanese
translated by
Kenneth Rexroth
I have always known that at last I would take this road
but yesterday, I did not know that it would be
today.
~ narihira
The cricket cries in the frost.
On my narrow bed, in a folded quilt,
I sleep alone.
~ the regent fujiwara no go-kyogoku
No one spoke,
The host, the guest,
The white chrysanthemums.
~ ryota
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