Dusting their houses at the end

At the village of Hinaga, where it is said an ancient poet coming from Kuwana found himself almost starved to death, I hired a horse and climbed the steep slope of the Support-yourself-on-a-stick Pass. As I was unaccustomed to horse-riding, however, I had a fall at one point, the saddle and myself overthrown by a jerk.

Had I crossed the pass
Supported by a stick,
I would have spared myself
The fall from the horse.

Matsuo BashōThe Records of a Travel-worn Satchel, trans. Nobuyuki Yuasa.

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