Who is Yosa Buson

Yosa Buson or Yosa no Buson (与謝 蕪村, 1716 – January 17, 1784) was a Japanese poet and painter of the Edo period. Along with Matsuo Bashō and Kobayashi Issa, Buson is considered among the greatest poets of the Edo Period. He is also known for completing haiga as a style of art, working with haibun prose, and experimenting with a mixed Chinese-Japanese style of poetry.

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Early life, training, and travels

Buson was born in the village of Kema in Settsu Province (present-day Kema, Miyakojima Ward, Osaka). His original family name was Taniguchi. Buson scarcely discussed his childhood, but it is commonly thought that he was the illegitimate son of the village head and a migrant worker from Yoza. According to the Taniguchi family in Yosan...
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Lylella: yosa buson summer, autumn, winter. summer 1 the man and his wife once to be punished by death change into summer clothes ueda. - ppt download
_ui1422: sweet springtime showers and no words can express how sad it all is yosa buson
Dhulston: “sakura, sakura they fall in the dreams of sleeping beauty” – yosa buson.
Samrasnake: happy world poetry day... washing the hoe-- ripples on the water; far off, wild ducks. - yosa buson (trans. robert hass)
Haikueveryday: evading the fishnet and evading the fishing ropes the moon on the water — yosa buson
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