Haïku

 
Didn't find Buddha
Under the banyan tree
so I decided to wait for him there.
 

Haïku

Un dernier regard jeté par-dessus l'épaule
Et un soupir inattendu
Qui tonne comme un adieu à la terre

Haïku

mille et une âmes en partance
trouvant, avec un peu de mauvaise foi, Cocagne
même dans un grain de sable

Haïku

Une plume d'oie dans l'air grésillant de l'été.

Bruits de cigales, odeurs de romarin, jaune de bruyère.

Demain, malgré cela, le capitole brûlera.

Haiku on the spot

Haiku on the Spot

The Man Made of Haikus

The Man Made of Haikus

Haïku

Past the marshes
a smell of rotten egg
someone farts!

Sounds of a spring
I am waiting for the moon
to see the stream.


Banana trees
hang their leaves over me
featherless clouds.

Steam on the window
my sister is cooking the meal
wet noodles, again.

Kogi – at last
I understand your meaning
fragrance of the world.

Kagetsuhiro
felt in the midst of
autumnal buds.

Resting in the shadow
of a blooming dahlia
Nightfall.

Homesick on the boat going west
I look upon the stars
the seaman shouts!

Hesitation
Clear-cut momentum in the sky
I wait like a cloud

Wolves howl
I run through briars, mud and deaths
Dying to live

Yet again!
A long haiku is a solid paradox
Always going further

So rash an act!
The rest of the kanji
On the table

Haïku

Le moine s’avance

sur la verte prairie qui s’étend loin

pourtant le pèlerinage se fait en hiver

The man made of haiku

#1
a bent head
lying on the side of a breastbone
sweating under the rain

#2
a left foot
supporting a bleeding right foot
limp and in the shade

#3
a left hand
spasms running along its fingers
end protruding

#4
a right hand
at long last still as if dead
motionlessness

#5
wind blowing wildly on the skull
wild hair
the mound wet with rain

#6
carving through skin and flesh
remnants of voyages
unpared toenails

#7
mighty and mysterious
a shiny veiny left biceps
bemutes the ages

#8
as one of us
shivering under the angry cold stars
right elbow

#9
muscular thighs
remember adventures and fights
and sloughy darkness

#10
deeply scarred
by the damp, black, erect, thorny hair
the sad, white forehead

#11
raindrops
falling by thousands on the showing rib
soothe the blood

#12
intolerable beauty
in the delicate fold on the neck
omphalos of the world

#13
anonymous hands
piercing through and through and again
doubts and agony

#14
words banging on the
wooden carcass of the mouth
parched with thirst and glory

#15
unbeknownst to them
the sad immobility
undeciphered

#16
imbecile man
not yet dead waiting for what
– stop their agony –

#17
betrayed and naked
the lame man is leaving an
empty cenotaph

#18
beyond the words is
what this here lonely man feels
and the key to all riddles

#19
The cicadas’ cry
forgotten images of childhood
forgotten to the world

#20
the thrush’s song
in the clear resounding morning
he suddenly remembers

#21
the large cut on his
flank bleeds and bleeds and bleeds
water like Pegasus’ spring

#22
The hammered nail
Ignores bones tendons veins and blood
Wood only stops him

#23
Sweatbead, tear, rain, lymph
Wound-precipice
Shame and honour

#24
to endure as sole commandment
nothing to worry about
but the rain