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9 poems of earth.
つち · in 9 of the 701 poems of Sōmokutō
- treading firm on the drizzle-wet earth i go onThe Begging Bowl
- wild roses — let me become the soil of this placeOn the Begging Road
- from the morning earth i pick it upOn the Begging Road
- sowing into the drizzle-wet earthWalking Mountains, Walking Waters
- from deep in the soil of home a bell cricketPersimmon Leaves
- the drizzling earth I break up and sowPersimmon Leaves
- treading firm the soil he may never tread again he marches to warThe Home Front
- one fragment of it will become the soil of home autumnThe Home Front
- heaving up the morning earth in puffs — a moleThe Crow
Earth trodden while walking, turned over for sowing — and, at the end, the place to return to. “Wild roses — let me become the soil of this place.”