untitled poem by Ise Tayu

Unable to sleep
I gaze at the flowers of the bush clover,
as the dew forms on them from the long night,
till suddenly before dawn
they are scattered by the wind.

translated by Kenneth Rexroth & Ikuko Atsumi

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