Four Haiku by Matsuo Basho

Four Haiku

by: Matsuo Basho

Spring

A hill without a name

Veiled in morning mist.

The beginning of autumn:

Sea and emerald paddy

Both the same green.

The winds of autumn

Blow: yet still green

The chestnut husks.

A flash of lightning:

Into the gloom

Goes the heron's cry.

Four Haiku by Matsuo Basho