Blown from the west,
fallen leaves gather
in the east.


Translated by Robert Hass

(C) Yosa Buson
03/12/2017


Best Poems of Yosa Buson

• Light Of The Moon
• Ploughing The Land
• Coolness
• Sparrow Singing
• Evening Wind
• Over-ripe Sushi
• Haiku
• My Arm For A Pillow
• Listening To The Moon
• The Old Man
• Blow Of An Ax
• Buying Leeks
• A Bat Flits
• Washing The Hoe
• Harvest Moon
• Hokku Poems In Four Seasons
• The Spring Sea Rising
• Straw Sandal Half Sunk
• Spring Rain
• The Willow Leaves Fallen
• Early Summer Rain