In the unmapped landscape inside the bottle

From Saigyo: Poems of a Mountain Home (Burton Watson translator):

All on my own I’m happy
in the unmapped landscape
inside the bottle

my only friend
is this
wisteria cane

Last night
we stayed up talking
so late

that I’m afraid
I was overheard
by the empty sky

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