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I hope to have gathered To repay your kindness The willow leaves Scattered in the garden.

Matsuo Basho

Spring rain leaking through the roof dripping from the wasps’ nest.
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Home Insect Rain Spring
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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Avoid Believe Break Desire Divine Human Myself Noise Silence Sound
An autumn night – don’t think your life didn’t matter.
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Autumn Life Night Thinking Yourself
Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.
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Moon Myself Night Water
Old pond, frog jumps in – plop.
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Old Pond
Why so scrawny, cat? Starving for fat fish or mice… Or backyard love?
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Cat Love Starve
The moon and sun are travelers through eternity. Even the years wander on. Whether drifting through life on a boat or climbing toward old age leading a horse, each day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
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Age Deep Destiny Forever Home Journey Life Moon Old Sun Time Travel
At the ancient pond the frog plunges into the sound of water.
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Pond Sound Water
A weathered skeleton in windy fields of memory, piercing like a knife.
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Memories Skeleton
Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
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Day Destination Home Journey
Summer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers’ imperial dreams.
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Dreams Greatness Summer
Nothing in the cry of cicadas suggests they are about to die.
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Cry Death Flower
Learn the rules, and then forget them.
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Forget Inspirational Learning Rule
This autumn- why am I growing old? bird disappearing among clouds.
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Autumn Disappear Growth Myself Old
With every gust of wind, the butterfly changes its place on the willow.
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Butterfly Change Mindset Place
The haiku that reveals seventy to eighty percent of its subject is good. Those that reveal fifty to sixty percent, we never tire of.
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Goodness Hide Mystery Poem Reveal

I hope to have gathered To repay your kindness The willow leaves Scattered in the garden.

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