Quotes About Nature

Even in Kyoto     longing for Kyoto            hototogisu

A bush-warbler, Coming to the verandah-edge, Left its droppings On the rice-cakes.

There are also times when we feel like taking to the road ourselves, seizing the raincoat lying nearby, or times when we feel like sitting down till our legs take root, enjoying the scene we picture before our eyes. (Written by Soryu as a postscript)

Come, let's go Snow-viewing Till we're buried.

Sick while traveling dream of a withered field wandering around

I'm touched by this chrysanthemum it weathered the typhoon

Violets – how precious on a mountain path.

Come, let's go snow-viewing till we're buried.

El viejo estanque una rana se sumerge ruido de agua

Más alto que las alondras reposo en pleno cielo sobre el puerto de la montaña

Poor boy - leaves moon-viewing for rice-grinding.

Skylark sings all day, and day not long enough.

In the cicada's cry There's no sign that can foretell How soon it must die.

Year's end, all corners of this floating world, swept.

Dying cricket - how full of life, his song.

Sick on a journey - over parched fields dreams wander on.

Cormorant fishing: How stirring, How saddening

??? ???? ??? The summer grasses— For many brave warriors The aftermath of dreams. - Donald Keene, Travelers of a Hundred Ages, New York, 1999, p. 316 (Translation: Donald Keene)

Lightning – heron-cry stabs darkness.

Just as a stag's antlers Are split into tines, So I must go willy-nilly Separated from my friend.

To talk casually About an iris flower Is one of the pleasures Of the wandering journey.

Sparrow, spare the horsefly dallying in flowers.

First winter rain – I plod on, Traveller, my name.

Clouds – a chance to dodge moon-viewing.