Monthly Archives: February 2016

old pond

furu ike ya kawazu tobikomu mizu no oto

the old pond;
a frog jumps in —
the sound of the water

© Basho (Tr. R.H.Blyth)

as I ponder once again to the great master’s timeless masterpiece of old pond , something plop out of my mind relating to the frog

the lotus leaves sway
and the small ripple expands –
as the frog jumps

now if it is written in my vernacular it can be transcribed like this


thamna na leng e

epom duna theng bada –

hangoi na chong e


milan rajkumar

a tribute to the master who lured me to the world of haiku

Carpe Diem Vernacular, with a twist #1 the old pond