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HoshinoTakashi’s haiku in English 
Versions (not translations) by Susumu Takiguchi

From time to time World Haiku Review will present the haiku of Hoshino Takashi in Romanji with English-language versions.

 

 

Aka-tonbo yuh-gure wa mada saki no koto

 

red dragonflies –
the sunset is still
a while yet

 

kuru hito ni kuru hito ni ume utsukushiku

 

to one visitor
after another look beautiful,
plum blossom

 

sui-tei no kato niwa ame no todokazaru

 

to the tadpoles
at the bottom of the water
the rain doesn’t reach

 

yado-yukata kusha kusha ni naru-hodo netari

 

I slept and slept
until the inn bath-kimono
became crumpled

   

yuh-sen no yama semari kuru hayasa kana

 

leisure boat –
the mountain comes rushing near
what speed!

 

hane wo tsuku oto no hibiki-shi yato no oku

 

the sound of Japanese
battledore and shuttlecock reverberates –
deep in Yato*

*Yato is a secluded residential area of Kamakura
  with leafy hills and valleys

 

rabendah hito wo mukuchi ni shite ori-shi

 

lavender –
reducing people
into silence

 

waremokoh hito-katamari no kaze sugi-shi

 

burnet –
a clump of wind
has blown passed

 

shun-koh no saki e saki e to hito aruku

 

people walking
ahead and ahead of
spring sunlight

 

kun-puh ya hanare-sumi-temo ani ototo

 

perfumed summer breeze –
re-union of two brothers living far
from each other

 

yuhga-toh ame nomi utsushi ori ni keri

 

a luring lamp –
lights up only
falling rain

 

icchoh ni banka no koku no utsuri keri

 

to a single butterfly
the moment of late summer
has shifted itself

 

kuma-bachi no i wo hiroge-taru kokuh kana

 

a hornet
spreading its dignity
in the void

 

te ni shitaru natsu-ka ni kobore kitaru ame

 

rain comes falling
from the summer flower
in my palm

 

hirugao no ame no kurasa wo tomonai-shi

 

bindweed –
accompanying the darkness
of the rain

 

name-kuji ni koku no tomatte ori ni keri

 

time has
stopped –
on the slug

hoshi nagare hoshi nagare yama ikue kana

 

a shooting star
and another, over mountain
after mountain

 

shira-kaba no miki wo tsutaite aki no ame

 

autumn rain
travels along the trunk –
silver birch tree

 

sasa-naki wo matsu ni wa sukoshi samukari-shi

 

slightly too cold
to wait for bush warbler chicks
to chirp

 

erimaki ni kaze no togatte kitari keri

 

to my muffler
wind has blown –
sharpened  

 

 

 

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