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Listening to Yamaguchi Goro: http://youtu.be/PXfel_lxiic Trying to translate into English some old bucolic haikus attempts I wrote in French a long time ago: Wind in the trees Icy fingers The taste of crackers! Bells at noon Down there in the valley We have already eaten. Nose up An old dog It is noon. One-two The brass band Day of the Deportees. In the valley A thunderous band Birds. The dandelion Bending on its stem A bumblebee. A dandelion In the middle of the grass Spring sunshine. On the bag The bee Warms in the sun. In French: :thumb336563672:

Listening to Yamaguchi Goro: http://youtu.be/PXfel_lxiic Vieilles tentatives de haïkus bucoliques qui dormaient au fond d'un tiroir - English translation: :thumb336586772: Vent dans les arbres Froid dans les doigts Goût des biscottes Cloches de midi Dans la vallée On a déjà mangé. Nez en l'air Un vieux chien Il est midi. Une deux, La fanfare Jour des déportés. Dans la vallée Fanfare tonitruante Les oiseaux. Le pissenlit Ploie sur sa tige Un bourdon. Un pissenlit, Au milieu du gazon Soleil de printemps. Sur le sac, L'abeille Prend le soleil.

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