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      CHARLES E. TUTTLE COMPANY

       Rutland, Vermont : Tokyo, Japan

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      Published by the Charles E. Tuttle Company, Inc.

       of Rutland, Vermont & Tokyo, Japan

       with editorial offices at

       Osaki Shinagawa-ku, Tokyo 141-0032

      Copyright in Japan, 1972

       by Charles E. Tuttle Co., Inc.

      All rights reserved

      Library of Congress Catalog Card No. 77-182061

       ISBN: 978-1-4629-1244-5 (ebook)

      First printing, 1972

      PRINTED IN JAPAN

       Table of Contents

       Haiku

       SPRING

       SUMMER

       AUTUMN

       WINTER

       Index of First Lines 67

      This volume is the result of our mutual admiration of the Japanese haiku form in its concisely poignant appreciation of nature. As Alaskans, and closely related to the land in empathy, we feel that haiku especially lends itself to speak of the essence of Alaska.

      THE AUTHORS

      SPRING

      Spring comes to the world,

       A magical wand of life—

       That it touched me once!

      Beside the snowdrift,

       The gray mountain rock is warm

       Under the young leaves.

      A waxing spring moon

       Unfolds its gilded pathway

       Upon flooding tides.

      A flower's blossom,

       The warm laughter of a child—

       The wonders of life!

      Together now, hands

       Held tightly in the moonlight

       Catch a new blossom.

      Spring winds and warm rains,

       Blossoms can begin to grow—

       Two new teeth also.

      For Tsuneo Nishiyama's first-born

       son, 1968.

      The robin's spring song—

       Clear notes challenging the world.

       Now I can sing too.

      Time and the river,

       Flowing under blossomed boughs,

       Never slow their pace.

      Random rays of light,

       Slipping through the dark forest,

       Catch a dogwood's bloom.

      Children skipping rope

       Beneath the pussy willows—

       Spring has found it's way.

      Two hands that once picked

       A fragile forget-me-not

       Touch no longer now.

      On the sandy beach

       A single track of foot prints—

       Long is the spring day.

      Now my footsteps cross

       Where only winds walked before—

       Alpine spring again.

      At the clearing's edge,

       Through the rising stump-fire smoke,

       Young leaves appearing.

      The snowcapped peaks

       Cause my eyes to lift above

       The net I'm mending.

      Rain-dampened nights

       Carry a sea lion's bellow

       To challenge the thaw.

      An unscreened window—

       Humming unseen past my bed,

       The first mosquito!

      Mists of dawn dispelled—

       Silent canneries await

       The first boat of spring.

      Green sticky fragrance,

       Hands unfolding in the sun,

       Birch leaves worship too.

      A field of lupine

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