What luck! The southern valley Makes snow fragrant. —Matsuo Basho (1644 - 1694)
Translated by Ryu Yotsuya. Used by permission. Originally published at Ryu's history of haiku site.
What luck! The southern valley Makes snow fragrant. —Matsuo Basho (1644 - 1694)
Translated by Ryu Yotsuya. Used by permission. Originally published at Ryu's history of haiku site.
master basho would have been disappointed by disciple yotsuya's interpretation
it seems yotsuya took certain freedoms and liberties
first line: made me suspicious
what's luck got to do with it
frankensteinian surgery is the outcome of basho's work, through his trying to emphasize nature's power in comparison to man's being tiny in the scheme of things in the universe(nature).
basho's work is filled with caricatures, nonsense, confusion, love, and etc
i sometimes say, there is order even in "random disorder".
even being paradoxical isn't seen here, perhaps a bakery nearby
thinking of other pieces by basho:
the wind from mt fuji
i put it on the fan
here, the souvenir from edo
or
an autumn wind(actually "a", ha, one of my remakes)
more white
than the rocks in the rocky mountain
or
from all directions
winds bring petals of cherry
into the grebe lake
diverse, huh, but two trains of thoughts
present
no luck was needed