Haiku

Buddha's Death Day
from wrinkled praying hands
the rosaries' sound

Mii Temple
knocking on the gate for a wish
today's moon

not to think of yourself
as someone who did not count --
Festival of the Souls

the moon so pure
a wandering monk carries it
across the sand

all night
autumn winds being heard
behind the mountains
(from Oka no Hosomichi)

blue seas
breaking waves smell of rice wine
tonight's moon

so clear the sound
echoes to the Big Dipper
the fulling block

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