Andrew Lansdown: Two Poems
Visiting Basho’s Grave
Gichuji Temple, Otsu
i
Modest, like haiku—
the memorial stone for
Matsuo Basho.
ii
With pulley and pale,
though both a little weathered—
Basho’s temple well.
iii
Basho would like it—
the imperfect re-joining
of his split headstone.
iv
Basho and sabi—
the wood of the hooped bucket
discoloured by rust.
v
A little apart
from Basho’s gravestone and hut—
look, banana trees!
Andrew Lansdown
In the Gardens of the Imperial Palace
for Susan, Kyoto
i
She takes a turn
in the gardens … the maples
redden and burn.
ii
Her greatest fans—
the ginkgoes offer my love
their golden fans.
iii
The sparrows whir—
even they are unsettled
at the sight of her.
Andrew Lansdown
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