a bush warbler—
my hands in the kitchen sink
rest for a while
kogarashi ya iro ni mo miezu chiri mo sezu
a wintry gust
with no colour to show
with no leaves to rip
grandchildren come
and drag me out of bed —
the years end
under the harvest moon
awestruck crows
curb their voices
pointing their fingers
and standing on tiptoe
children admire the moon
each morning
a wren comes
bit by bit
alone in bed —
I hear a male mosquito
humming a sad tune
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Far Beyond The Field - haiku by Japanese Women Poets, translated by Uedo