山頭火句集の鉢の子の二十一
Santouka Phrasebook
Child of the Bowl
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ほろほろ酔うて
木の葉ふる
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one by one the drunken leaves
fall gently to the earth
Amateur translation by haikubynight🍂
This may be one of my favorites so far. It speaks to being an observer fully in the present moment, one of the core tenets of Buddhism. Observer enough to find delight in the simple falling of leaves—drunken, enraptured little things—heralding the autumn.












