FOUR TRANSLATIONS OF A HAIKU Mizuta Masahide (with appreciation to Andrea Walls and Danielle Morris)
1. Flames rage. I let go my possessions to behold the moon, as she watches quietly.
2. We have to destroy ourselves to see our inner god. 3. A serene atmosphere exists within the storehouse of my memories. This old house says it’s time to move, slide yourself into the groove—Woosh! The barn on the hill burnt right down. Flames all around—there’s not a thing.
4. Flames are the warehouse— Obstructs nothing nor prevents. The moon sees it all.
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