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A thicket of summer grass / Is all that remains / Of the dreams of ancient warriors.

Matsuo Basho

The universe and its beings are a complementarity of empty infinity, intimate interrelationships, and total uniqueness of each and every being.
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Empty Intimate Relationship Unique Universe
I felt quite at home, / As if it were mine sleeping lazily / In this house of fresh air.
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Air Home Quite Sleep
Fresh spring! / The world is only Nine days old – / These fields and mountains!
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Age Fresh Mountain Nature Spring Time World
The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.
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Flower Myself Sound Stop Temple
Summer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers’ imperial dreams.
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Dreams Greatness Summer
An autumn night – don’t think your life didn’t matter.
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Autumn Life Night Thinking Yourself
Poverty’s child – he starts to grind the rice, and gazes at the moon.
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Children Moon Poverty Start
Winter solitude- in a world of one colour the sound of the wind.
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Oneself Solitude Sound Wind Winter
Plunge Deep enough in order to see something that is hidden and glimmering.
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Enough Hide Order See
At the ancient pond the frog plunges into the sound of water.
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Pond Sound Water
Why so scrawny, cat? Starving for fat fish or mice… Or backyard love?
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Cat Love Starve
Every moment of life is the last, every poem is a death poem.
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Death Life Moments Poem
No matter where your interest lies, you will not be able to accomplish anything unless you bring your deepest devotion to it.
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Accomplishment Deep Devotion Interest Yourself
Felling a tree and gazing at the cut end – tonight’s moon.
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Fall Moon Night Tree
From all these trees, in the salads, the soup, everywhere, cherry blossoms fall.
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Fall Food Tree
I hope to have gathered To repay your kindness The willow leaves Scattered in the garden.
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Garden Hope Kindness Pay

A thicket of summer grass / Is all that remains / Of the dreams of ancient warriors.

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