ISSA AND THE PIG . HAIKUS | Frank Corcoran

Issa’s wintry pig / Laughs with glee in its cold sleep / Poor doomed animal

Issa hears that pig / Asleep, chortling and giggling / Shortening the winter

The pig with Issa / Stumbling along in the snow / Both alive, each cold.

Giggling and snuffling / In uneasy piglet’s sleep / The sty snow-covered

Pigs can see their death / Coming in the cold winter / Prepare the basin

Sausages in snow / Before Christmas . Tell the sow / “Your time is coming!” .

The old sow’s great jaws / Cracked the giggling piglet’s life / Outside the wind howled.

A pig laughs in sleep / Outside it’s cruel winter / Red blood on white snow

Grunt or fart or snort   /   The pig sees its death coming   /    I am a small child

A cozy pig’s sleep /   Shaken by porcine giggling   /   Don’t slip on black ice .

IN BLACK WINTER WIND / The pig giggles at its death / By a cold steel knife.

Snug in its corner / Our pig giggles in its sleep /    Its, my time will come.

Cold, driving snow on / The pig’s fresh, collected blood / It’s him or it’s me .

gaoth an gheimhridh

an mhuc ag scigireacht
trína codladh

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The old sow’s great jaws / Cracked the giggling piglet’s life / Outside the wind howled.

A pig laughs in sleep / Outside it’s cruel winter / Red blood on white snow

Grunt or fart or snort / The pig sees its death coming / I am a small child

A cozy pig’s sleep / Shaken by porcine giggling / Don’t slip on black ice .

IN BLACK WINTER WIND / The pig giggles at its death / By a cold steel knife.

Snug in its corner / Our pig giggles in its sleep / Its, my time will come.

Cold, driving snow on / The pig’s fresh, collected blood / It’s him or it’s us.

gaoth an gheimhridh / an mhuc ag scigireacht / trína codladh

in winter wind

the pig giggles
in its sleep