Observe:
see how the wild roses bloom
within forbidding fences!
– Shida Yaba (1663-1740), loose translation by Michael R. Burch

I want love splashing
To your voice like wet children
Playing in the stream.

Eros harrows my heart:
a wind on desolate mountains
uprooting oaks.

Come, investigate loneliness!
a solitary leaf
clings to the maple tree.

I like to wash,
the dust of this world
In the droplets of dew.
– Basho

In the shadow of the cherry blossom
complete strangers
there are none…

The geese fly off..
and it comes to me
that I am still here.
– H.F. Noyes

in one room
everything I have
and a window

I finish my tea
The cup still full
of warmth
– Philomene Kocher

Fireworks.
I close my eyes
for a second look
– John Stevenson