The following are a selection of haiku poems from Right under the big sky, I don’t wear a hat, the haiku and prose of Hosai Ozaki.
I look back at the shore, not one footprint let
The cigarette is dead, I cast away the loneliness
Dead leaves shake down the trees and broom the blue sky
A single garden rock places, evening comes
A pine grove let the children go home and is darkening
Such a good moon, I look at it by myself and go to sleep
I cup sparrow’s warmth, let it go