I began writing these poems after a friend gave me his extra copy of COLLECTED HAIKU OF YOSA BUSON, translated by W. S. Merwin & Takako Lento (Copper Canyon Press, 2013). In fact my friend gave me this book on my birthday weekend (my 74th) and I've been obsessed with making my own poems from these translations ever since. (I don't read a word of Japanese.) I haven't been this obsessed by a book, and by making my own poems from that book, since I read Red Pine's new translation of THE COLLECTED SONGS OF COLD MOUNTAIN (Copper Canyon Press, 2000).
Here then is a trip around the year in northeastern Vermont inspired by Yosa Buson. It begins in Spring and proceeds to Spring again. I hope these short poems are as delightful and meaningful to you as writing them has been to me.”
after Buson #24          
I was going to go out
but instead decided to stay home
with the apple blossoms
after Buson #375          
So little time
I count the days
less than ninety
after Buson #434          
Summer afternoon downpour
I come in from the gardens
and watch out the window