Four poems were chosen from Japanese death poems by zen monks and haiku poets on the verge of death - Yoel Hoffmann. Photomontages and image transfers paired with each Haiku are from my own photography.
Tanaka Shutei (1810-1858) resonated with me creatively.
Frost on a summer day,
all I leave behind is water
that has washed my brush.
Yosa Buson (1716-1784) beautifully expresses the transition from life to death with the metaphor of a butterfly.
Hard to describe:
this light sensation of being pinched
by a butterfly!
Oto (-1935) offers a simple and deep reflection on life.
At night my sleep
Embraces the summer shadows
Of my life
Asenjo (-1776), a geisha and Buddhist nun, expresses the incomprehensible physical pain of departing.
Depths of cold,