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Yûsuzumi
03:56
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.浦風に旅忘レけり夕涼
ura kaze ni tabi wasure keri yûsuzumi
Kobayashi Issa
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Hyo-hyo
02:45
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Hyo-hyo to shite mizu wo ajiwau
Taneda Santoka
Buoyantly we go / Like the wind, / Tasting water. (Tr. by R. H. Blyth)
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The stretched corridor
05:32
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One push of the door, a single step
And the corridor seems to stretch
As far as the eye can see
Takuboku Ishikawa
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Kuchibiru
03:58
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mono ieba
kuchibiru samushi
aki no kaze
Matsuo Basho
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Nothing
04:36
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watching a kite
up in the sky
I think of nothing
Shirao Kaya
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Tombo-tsuri
04:13
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tombo-tsuri
Kyo wa doko made
itta yara
Chyio-ni
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The current
02:30
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the reef's silence ..
sea fans brighten, darken
with the current
Bruce Ross
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A skylark song
05:13
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daybreak;
from the middle of the rain
a skylark song
Uejima Onitsura
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sunlight mixed with dust
rises behind a truck
on the dirt road
Allen Ginsberg
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Marco Lucchi Modena, Italy
a mellow artist aging 66. He loves and releases eclectic music that goes from post-classical to drone. His fav device is the mellotron.
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