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Otata will come again
one day
late fall in the mountains
— Santoka as translated by Burton Watson
Otata mo aru hi wa kite kureru yama no aki fukaku
As Watson notes, “Otata was a woman who went around selling fish in the area of Santoka’s cottage in Matsuyama.”
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Reblogged this on "Ama no gawa" and commented:
Here is the new issue of Otata!
Many thanks to the editor John Martone for choosing four of my haiku. it’s an honor for me.
Post them below:
without umbrella –
a cat shelters
under tulips
dying night –
spring blows
over caffe latte
forget-me-not!
the florist screams…
it’s too early
butterfly wings too heavy in rain
Elisa Allo
Congratulations to my friends Eufemia Griffo, Angiola Inglese, Antonio Mangiameli, Christina Sng, Angela Giordano, Billy Antonio.
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