ゆく
10 poems of going, passing.
in 10 of the 701 poems of Sōmokutō
- snow falling — one by one they goOne Man Within
- into the snow, my footprints too press firmly onWalking Mountains, Walking Waters
- the two or three left behind turn to ripe persimmons — clouds coming and goingA Landscape of Weeds
- seeking what do I go on into the windA Landscape of Weeds
- everyone has a house to return to — the coming and going of eveningPersimmon Leaves
- wet through little butterfly where are you goingPersimmon Leaves
- the ashes voiceless go across the waterThe Home Front
- death is a chill sky — far off the clouds move onCold and Alone
- the sound of water — today too i travel aloneThe Crow
- the moon of a travel night slowly, slowly waningThe Crow
Things pass, days close, water flows on — the verb of what will not stay. “Death is a chill sky — far off the clouds move on.”