Its house abandoned,
the garden has become home
to butterflies. /Sogi
Blooms of flag iris—
the glitter of damselfly wings.
A bumblebee visits
a pansy... a breeze lifts
the sprinkler's spray.
Gathering storm...
swifts scythe through
a cloud of aphids.
Swarm of honey bees...
the queen finds my hat.
Ruined greenhouse—
an emperor moth drawn
to a shattered moon.
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composition of this
rengay.
August 3, 200
* Translation of
Steven D. Carter
Sogi: 1421 - 1502
