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In this world we walk on the roof of hell, gazing at flowers.
by Kobayashi Issa
In this world
we walk on the roof of hell,
gazing at flowers.
* * *
With my father
I would watch dawn
over green fields.
* * *
That pretty girl--
munching and rustling
the wrapped-up rice cake.
* * *
His death poem:
A bath when you're born,
a bath when you die,
how stupid.
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