Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
MATSUO BASHOHarvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Every moment of life is the last, every poem is a death poem.
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When I speak My lips feel cold – The autumn wind.
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From the pine tree, learn of the pine tree; And from the bamboo, of the bamboo.
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Fresh spring! / The world is only Nine days old – / These fields and mountains!
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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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Come, see the true flowers of this pained world.
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The sea darkens And a wild duck s call Is faintly white.
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Why so scrawny, cat? Starving for fat fish or mice… Or backyard love?
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How much I desire! Inside my little satchel, the moon, and flowers.
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Not to think of yourself / as someone who did not count — / Festival of the Souls.
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Collecting all The rains of May The swift Mogami River.
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For this lovely bowl let us arrange these flowers since there is no rice.
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Real poetry, is to lead a beautiful life. To live poetry is better than to write it.
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Spring rain leaking through the roof dripping from the wasps’ nest.
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The moon is brighter since the barn burned.
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