Aki fukaki
Tonari wa nani wo
Suru hito zo.
—Basho
It is late autumn
I wonder what my neighbors
Will be doing now.
The harvest has been completed, and the outdoor chores in
preparation for winter are done. Since there is stillness in the entire
neighborhood and no further work, the poet wonders what his
industrious farmer friends will do to occupy their time. The self-
forgetting poet is interested in the welfare of his neighbors.