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All my friends / viewing the moon – / an ugly bunch.

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Don’t imitate me / we are not two halves / of a muskmelon.
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I felt quite at home, / As if it were mine sleeping lazily / In this house of fresh air.
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First snow-falling-on the half-finished bridge.
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How much I desire! Inside my little satchel, the moon, and flowers.
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An autumn night – don’t think your life didn’t matter.
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Clapping my hands with the echoes the summer moon begins to dawn.
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Spring rain conveyed under the trees in drops.
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Around existence twine, (Oh, bridge that hangs across the gorge!) ropes of twisted vine.
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Breaking the silence Of an ancient pond, A frog jumped into water – A deep resonance.
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Come, butterfly It’s late- We’ve miles to go together.
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Plunge Deep enough in order to see something that is hidden and glimmering.
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Learn the rules, and then forget them.
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April’s air stirs in Willow-leaves, a butterfly Floats and balances.
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Nothing in the cry of cicadas suggests they are about to die.
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Awakened at midnight by the sound of the water jar cracking from the ice.
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From the pine tree, learn of the pine tree; And from the bamboo, of the bamboo.
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Not to think of yourself / as someone who did not count — / Festival of the Souls.
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Year’s end, all corners of this floating world, swept.
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Age Float Time World
When composing a verse let there not be a hair’s breath separating your mind from what you write; composition of a poem must be done in an instant, like a woodcutter felling a huge tree or a swordsman leaping at a dangerous enemy.
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The sea darkens And a wild duck s call Is faintly white.
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The desire to break the silence with constant human noise is, I believe, precisely an avoidance of the sacred terror of that divine encounter.
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Before enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water. After enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water.
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Fresh spring! / The world is only Nine days old – / These fields and mountains!
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Poverty’s child – he starts to grind the rice, and gazes at the moon.
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There is nothing you can see that is not a flower; there is nothing you can think that is not the moon.
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Seek not the paths of the ancients; Seek that which the ancients sought.
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I am one who eats breakfast gazing at morning glories.
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