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AUTUMN INSECTS
A little village here
Is sleeping, lulled by crickets
Chirping sweet and clear.
—Getto
SPRING DAY
What a long spring day!
Catching yawns from one another
We go each our way.
—Soseki
WHEAT FIELD
A spring breeze is sweet,
Blowing over the sunlit brook
Soughing through the wheat.
—Mokudo –