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Friends part forever wild geese lost in cloud.

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Make the universe your companion, always bearing in mind the true nature of things-mountains and rivers, trees and grasses, and humanity-and enjoy the falling blossoms and the scattering leaves.
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Companion Humanity Leaving Mindset Mountain Universe Wisdom Yourself
Summer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers’ imperial dreams.
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Dreams Greatness Summer
All my friends / viewing the moon – / an ugly bunch.
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Friendship Moon Ugly View
Plunge Deep enough in order to see something that is hidden and glimmering.
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Enough Hide Order See
Poverty’s child – he starts to grind the rice, and gazes at the moon.
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Children Moon Poverty Start
Year’s end, all corners of this floating world, swept.
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Age Float Time World
Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
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Day Destination Home Journey
Collecting all The rains of May The swift Mogami River.
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Collection Rain River Water
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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Breathe Compose Dangerous Enemy Fall Hairs Mindset Tree Writing
Sadly, I part from you; Like a clam torn from its shell, I go, and autumn too.
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Autumn Break Up End Leaving Myself Relationship Yourself
Clapping my hands with the echoes the summer moon begins to dawn.
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Beginning Dawn Hands Moon Summer
Awakened at midnight by the sound of the water jar cracking from the ice.
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Awake Ice Night Sound Water
April’s air stirs in Willow-leaves, a butterfly Floats and balances.
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Balance Butterfly Leaves
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

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