Taigu Ryokan's Poetry, by first line

• Have You Forgotten Me

  have you forgotten me
      or lost the path here?

  5 lines
• begging

      today's begging is finished; at the crossroads
      i wander by the side of hachiman shrine

  5 lines
• To My Teacher

  An old grave hidden away at the foot of a deserted hill,
  Overrun with rank weeds growing unchecked year after year;

  15 lines, 7 comments
• At Dusk

  at dusk
  i often climb

  9 lines, 6 comments
• The Way Of The Holy Fool

  At the crossroads this year, after
  begging all day

  7 lines, 1 comment
• Blending With The Wind

  Blending with the wind,
  Snow falls;

  11 lines, 2 comments
• Orchid

  Deep in the valley, a beauty hides:
  Serene, peerless, incomparably sweet.

  3 lines
• Down In The Village

  Down in the village
  the din of

  4 lines, 1 comment
• The Lotus

  First blooming in the Western Paradise,
  The lotus has delighted us for ages.

  7 lines
• First Days Of Spring - The sky

  First days of Spring-the sky
  is bright blue, the sun huge and warm.

  19 lines
• How Can I Possibly Sleep

  How can I possibly sleep
  This moonlit evening?

  4 lines, 1 comment
• I Watch People In The World

  I watch people in the world
  Throw away their lives lusting after things,

  15 lines, 23 comments
• In A Dilapidated Three-Room Hut

  In a dilapidated three-room hut
  I’ve grown old and tired;

  11 lines, 3 comments
• In My Youth I Put Aside My Studies

  In my youth I put aside my studies
  And I aspired to be a saint.

  11 lines, 1 comment
• Reply To A Friend

  In stubborn stupidity, I live on alone
  befriended by trees and herbs.

  16 lines, 1 comment
• In The Morning

  In the morning, bowing to all;
  In the evening, bowing to all.

  11 lines, 2 comments
• Dreams

  in this dream world
      we doze

  5 lines
• Like The Little Stream

  Like the little stream
  Making its way

  4 lines, 1 comment
• Midsummer

  Midsummer --
  I walk about with my staff.

  8 lines, 1 comment
• You Do Not Need Many Things

  My house is buried in the deepest recess of the forest
  Every year, ivy vines grow longer than the year before.

  7 lines, 2 comments
• My legacy

  My legacy --
  What will it be?

  5 lines, 2 comments
• No Luck Today On My Mendicant Rounds

  No luck today on my mendicant rounds;
  From village to village I dragged myself.

  7 lines, 1 comment
• Returning To My Native Village

  Returning to my native village after many years’ absence:
  I'll I put up at a country inn and listen to the rain.

  5 lines, 2 comments
• Slopes Of Mount Kugami

  Slopes
  of Mount Kugami—

  20 lines, 1 comment
• Stretched Out

  Stretched out,
  Tipsy,

  4 lines, 1 comment
• The Plants And Flowers

  The plants and flowers
  I raised about my hut

  4 lines
• The Thief Left It Behind

  The thief left it behind:
  the moon

  2 lines, 2 comments
• Three Thousand Worlds

  The Three Thousand Worlds
    that step forward

  4 lines
• The Wind Has Settled

  The wind has settled, the blossoms have fallen;
  Birds sing, the mountains grow dark --

  2 lines, 1 comment
• The Winds Have Died

  The winds have died, but flowers go on falling;
  birds call, but silence penetrates each song.

  4 lines

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