Poems by Kobayashi Issa
With my father
... With my father I would watch dawn ...
That pretty girl
... the wrapped-up rice cake ...
Pissing in the snow
... it makes a very straight hole ...
A bath when you're born
... His death poem: A bath when you're born, ...
In this world
... In this world we walk on the roof of hell, ...
Even on the smallest islands
... Even on the smallest islands, ...
Don't worry, spiders
... I keep house casually ...
I'm going out
... I'm going out, flies, so relax, make love. ...
Summer night
... Summer night-- even the stars ...
In spring rain
... In spring rain a pretty girl yawning. ...
Writing shit about new snow
... Writing shit about new snow ...
A huge frog and I
... staring at each other, ...
Last time, I think
... from my father's face ...
Don't know about the people
... Approaching my village: Don't know about the people, ...
Blossoms at night
... and the faces of people ...
