旅に病んで　夢は枯野を　かけ廻る

Tabi ni yande

Yume wa kareno wo

Kakemeguru

~

Sick on a journey,

my dreams upon desolate fields,

run around in circles.

~

--- Matsuo Basho,  Death Poem

I beg for haven: Prisons, let open your gates—

A refugee from Belief seeks a cell tonight.

...

He’s freed some fire from ice in pity for Heaven.

He’s left open—for God—the doors of Hell tonight.

...

My rivals for your love—you’ve invited them all?

This is mere insult, this is no farewell tonight.

--- Agha Shahid Ali, Tonight.