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Kobayashi Issa

Kobayashi Issa was a prominent Japanese haiku poet from the Edo period. Born on June 15, 1763, in Kashiwazaki village, he is celebrated for his concise and evocative haiku that often reflect the simplicity and beauty of nature. Issa's poetry is known for its depth of emotion and its ability to capture the fleeting moments of life. He passed away on January 5, 1828. more

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