Искусствоед
The Monk Shun-e
All during a night
Of Anxiety I wait.
At last the dawn comes
Through the cracks of the shutters,
Heartless as night.

(from "One Hundred Poems from the Japanese)

transl. by Kenneth Rexroth

Yo mo sugara
Mono omou koro wa
Ake yarade
Neya no hima sae
Tsure nakarikeri

@темы: 12, s, japanese, eastern