Lost Color Quotes by Yosa Buson

In the water bucket a melon and an eggplant nodding to each other

— Yosa Buson

The end of spring- the poet is brooding about editors.

— Yosa Buson

Lighting one candle from another - Winter night

— Yosa Buson

Grasses are misty, The waters silent- A tranquil evening.

— Yosa Buson

In lantern-light My yellow Chrysanthemums Lost all their color

— Yosa Buson

In pale moonlight / the wisteria's scent / comes from far away.

— Yosa Buson

The sea at springtime.All day it rises and falls,yes, rises and falls.

— Yosa Buson

What you want to acquire, you should dare to acquire by any means. What you want to see, even though it is with difficulty,…

— Yosa Buson

White dew- one drop on each thorn

— Yosa Buson

in my garden I pick a musk melon feeling like a thief

— Yosa Buson

In the spring rain, The pond and the river Have become one.

— Yosa Buson

I came to the flowers; I slept beneath them; this was my leisure.

— Yosa Buson