Smell of plum blossom
suddenly the sun appears
drawing a mountain path
Bashô

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Dry axe blows
in the middle of the coppice
knock of a woodpecker
Issa

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Only the Fuji
they do not succeed to capture
the green grasses
Buson

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In the rice fields
they are already float withered
the cherry blossoms
Kyoroku

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A blossom leaf
returning to its twig –
a purple butterfly
Moritake

Rendering Germain Droogenbroodt