Too curious flowers
Watching us pass,
Met death...
Our hungry donkey
For a lovely bowl
Let us arrange these
Flowers....
One fallen flower
Returning to the
branch?... Oh no!
A white butterfly
MORITAKE
That white peony
Lover of the moon
Trembling
Now at twilight
GYODAI
Watching us pass,
Met death...
Our hungry donkey
For a lovely bowl
Let us arrange these
Flowers....
Since there is no rice
BASHO
BASHO
One fallen flower
Returning to the
branch?... Oh no!
A white butterfly
MORITAKE
That white peony
Lover of the moon
Trembling
Now at twilight
GYODAI
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