JORGE CARRERA ANDRADE
Imprisoned beneath the leaf
an anemone watches
the world's sadness pass
Y A H A
The cicada.
Nothing in its song reveals
that tomorrow it must die.
B A S H O
Closed house:
Around the paper lantern
the bats dance.
R A N S E T S U
Beneath the vast snowfall
many hidden seeds
wait for spring.
I N E M S O
In this everything ends:
The skeleton of a fan
when the autumn wind blows.
O T S U Y U
The dead leaf
landing caresses
the stone tomb.
R A N S E T S U
Wild goose, wild goose
how old were you
when you first cut loose?
I S S A
Spring dies
and filled with tears
are the eyes of fish.
B A S H O
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translated from the Spanish by Andrade
then from the Spanish by Joshua Beckman
and Alejandro de Acosta
WAVE BOOKS Micrograms 2011
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