Oh, How cool —
The sound of the bell
That leaves the bell itself.

From Yone Noguchi's book Japanese Hokkus for Haiku Bones

Slow passing days
Gathered, gathering, —
Alas, past far-away, distant!

From Yone Noguchi's book Japanese Hokkus for Haiku Bones

Lying ill on journey,
Ah, my dream
Run about the ruin of fields.

From Yone Noguchi's book Japanese Hokkus for Haiku Bones

Ah, how sublime. —
The green leaves, the young leaves.
In the light of the sun!

From Yone Noguchi's book Japanese Hokkus for Haiku Bones

To-day, at last to-day,
I grew to wish to raise
The chrysanthemum flowers.

From Yone Noguchi's book Japanese Hokkus for Haiku Bones

Like a cobweb hung upon the tree,
A prey to wind and sunlight!
Who will say that we are safe and strong?

From Yone Noguchi's book Japanese Hokkus for Haiku Bones

The maple leaves on the mountain top would
wait for a king's train to pass once more,
Why will my life wait for my own song?

From Yone Noguchi's book Japanese Hokkus for Haiku Bones