Posted below are several poems about autumn by the great seventeenth century Japanese poet Basho.  His appreciation of nature was deep, and he loved to wander about, even in wilderness areas, observing the natural world in every season.  A master of Haiku, Basho expressed in a few simple words the feeling of a moment or a scene in nature.  These poems are in translation.  I wish I could read the originals in Japanese!–April Moore

A banana plant in the autumn gale–
I listen to the dripping of rain
Into a basin at night.

Autumn moonlight–
A worm digs silently
Into the chestnut.

Along this road
Goes no one;
This autumn evening.

A caterpillar,
This deep in fall–
Still not a butterfly.

Blowing stones
Along the road on Mount Asama,
The autumn wind.

Basho

 

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