The moon is brighter since the barn burned.
MATSUO BASHOFriends part forever wild geese lost in cloud.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Come, butterfly It’s late- We’ve miles to go together.
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Fresh spring! / The world is only Nine days old – / These fields and mountains!
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Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.
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Come, see the true flowers of this pained world.
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I hope to have gathered To repay your kindness The willow leaves Scattered in the garden.
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Around existence twine, (Oh, bridge that hangs across the gorge!) ropes of twisted vine.
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On a bare branch a crow is perched – autumn evening.
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Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
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Farewell, my old fan. / Having scribbled on it, / What could I do but tear it / At the end of summer?
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All my friends / viewing the moon – / an ugly bunch.
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Traveler’s heart. Never settled long in one place. Like a portable fire.
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The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.
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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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Poverty’s child – he starts to grind the rice, and gazes at the moon.
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A weathered skeleton in windy fields of memory, piercing like a knife.
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