samedi 21 février 2009

Haiku du XXe siècle - Gallimard

Dans l'oeil de l'oiseau migrateur
je deviens
toujours plus petit

Ueda Gosengoku

No olho do passaro migrador
torno-me
cada vez mais pequeno

J'ai rêvé
d'un visage de bouddha -
quel froid ce matin!

Wada Gorô

Sonhei
com um rosto de buda -
que frio esta manhã!

Je tousse
donc je suis -
neige de minuit

Hino Sôjô

Tusso
logo existo -
neve da meia-noite

1 commentaire:

ArtSparker a dit…

Hello -

You can definitely have a stick. I'm not sure if the three shown have been cliamed, so I might make a fourth one and send it to you. My email is:
smsanford (at) lmiDOTnet, that's a lowercase "L" in the lmi - email disguised to fool the bad guys.