10 March 2012

spring and summer, the Haikai of ISSA, and MAISON MARTIN MARGIELA

 A world of trials,
and if the cherry blossoms,
it simply blossoms.

That gorgeous kite
from the beggar's shack.

The distant mountains
are reflected in the eye
of the dragonfly.

Great moon
woven in plum scent,
all mine. 

Before I arrived,
who were the people living here?
Only violets remain. 

How comfortable
my summer cotton robe
when drenched with sweat

the clothes of MAISON MARTIN MARGIELA here
excerpted from the HAIKAI of KABAYASHI ISSA  here




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