"I was walking along the Fuji River when I saw an abandoned child, barely two, weeping pitifully. Had his parents been unable to endure this floating world which is as wave-tossed as these rapids, and so left him here to wait out a life brief as dew? He seemed like a bush clover in autumn's wind that might scatter in the evening or wither in the morning. I tossed him some food from my sleeve and said in passing,
猿を聞く人捨子に秋の風いかに
saru o kiku hito sutego ni aki no kaze ika ni
those who listen for the monkeys:
what of this child
in the autumn wind?
(as Journal of Bleached Bones in a Field, David Barnhill a d’aistrigh ón tSeapáinis).
Samhlaíodh uaigneas is dobrón le héamh an mhoncaí agus tá an tróp sin an-choitianta i bhfilíocht na Sínise agus na Seapáinise. Tá sé i gceann de na dánta is deise liom féin, The River-Merchant’s Wife: A Letter, leagan Ezra Pound de dhán Sínise de chuid Li Bai (nó Li Po):
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/47692/the-river-merchants-wife-a-letter-56d22853677f9
Ba sa bhliain 1821 a chum Issa haiku faoi leanbh tréigthe. Cad eile a bhí ag titim amach sa bhliain sin?
- Rugadh Fyodor Dostoyevsky, scríbhneoir Rúiseach
- Rugadh Gustave Flaubert, scríbhneoir Francach
- Cailleadh John Keats, file Sasanach
- Rugadh Lady Wilde, nó Speranza, máthair an scríbhneora, bean a thuig nach Gorta Mór a tharla in Éirinn a linne ach cinedhíothú:
Weary men, what reap ye?—golden corn for the stranger.
What sow ye?— human corpses that wait for the avenger.
Fainting forms, hunger–stricken, what see you in the offing?
Stately ships to bear our food away, amid the stranger’s scoffing.
There’s a proud array of soldiers — what do they round your door?
They guard our masters’ granaries from the thin hands of the poor.
Pale mothers, wherefore weeping— would to God that we were dead;
Our children swoon before us, and we cannot give them bread.
- Cailleadh Napoléon Bonaparte
- Cailleadh William Neilson, saineolaí ar Ghaeilge Chontae an Dúin.
- Rugadh John O’ Hanlon, file agus scoláire
- Rugadh Thaddeus O’Mahony, scoláire
- Rugadh John George Augustus Prim, ársaitheoir
Agus sa bhliain 1821 chum Issa an haiku seo:
tá sioc air –
a leithéid d’oíche
chun leanbh a thréigint
.霜をくや此夜はたして子を捨る
shimo oku ya kono yo hatashite ko wo suteru
