Awakened at midnight by the sound of the water jar cracking from the ice.
MATSUO BASHOCalm and serene The sound of a cicada Penetrates the rock.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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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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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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Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.
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Breaking the silence Of an ancient pond, A frog jumped into water – A deep resonance.
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An autumn night – don’t think your life didn’t matter.
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The oak tree: not interested in cherry blossoms.
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There came a day when the clouds drifting along with the wind aroused a wanderlust in me, and I set off on a journey to roam along the seashores
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Around existence twine, (Oh, bridge that hangs across the gorge!) ropes of twisted vine.
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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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Come, see the true flowers of this pained world.
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Seek not the paths of the ancients; Seek that which the ancients sought.
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Why so scrawny, cat? Starving for fat fish or mice… Or backyard love?
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Winter garden, the moon thinned to a thread, insects singing.
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Winter solitude- in a world of one colour the sound of the 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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