Nothing in the cry of cicadas suggests they are about to die.
MATSUO BASHOCome out to view / the truth of flowers blooming / in poverty.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Real poetry, is to lead a beautiful life. To live poetry is better than to write it.
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How I long to see among dawn flowers, the face of God.
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Plunge Deep enough in order to see something that is hidden and glimmering.
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Come, butterfly It’s late- We’ve miles to go together.
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Go to the pine if you want to learn about the pine, or to the bamboo if you want to learn about the bamboo. And in doing so, you must leave your subjective preoccupation with yourself. Otherwise you impose yourself on the object and you do not learn.
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On a bare branch a crow is perched – autumn evening.
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An autumn night – don’t think your life didn’t matter.
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I hope to have gathered To repay your kindness The willow leaves Scattered in the garden.
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Every moment of life is the last, every poem is a death poem.
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Awakened at midnight by the sound of the water jar cracking from the ice.
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Year by year, the monkey’s mask reveals the monkey.
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The moon is brighter since the barn burned.
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When your consciousness has become ripe in true zazen-pure like clear water, like a serene mountain lake, not moved by any wind-then anything may serve as a medium for realization.
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Collecting all The rains of May The swift Mogami River.
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How much I desire! Inside my little satchel, the moon, and flowers.
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