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The haiku that reveals seventy to eighty percent of its subject is good. Those that reveal fifty to sixty percent, we never tire of.

Matsuo Basho

The haiku that reveals seventy to eighty percent of its subject is good. Those that reveal fifty to sixty percent, we never tire of.
MATSUO BASHO

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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Garden Hope Kindness Pay
Why so scrawny, cat? Starving for fat fish or mice… Or backyard love?
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Cat Love Starve
I am one who eats breakfast gazing at morning glories.
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Eat Fast Glory Morning Myself
Felling a tree and gazing at the cut end – tonight’s moon.
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Fall Moon Night Tree
Come, butterfly It’s late- We’ve miles to go together.
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Animal Butterfly Togetherness
Awakened at midnight by the sound of the water jar cracking from the ice.
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Awake Ice Night Sound Water
Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.
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Moon Myself Night Water
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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Empty Intimate Relationship Unique Universe
I felt quite at home, / As if it were mine sleeping lazily / In this house of fresh air.
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Air Home Quite Sleep
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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Day Journey Myself Sea Wind
Calm and serene The sound of a cicada Penetrates the rock.
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Calm Rock Serene Sound
From the pine tree, learn of the pine tree; And from the bamboo, of the bamboo.
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Knowledge Nature Tree Wisdom
Without bitterest cold that penetrates to the very bone, how can plum blossoms send forth their fragrance all over the world?
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Bone Cold Deep Fragrance Nature Perfume World
Year’s end, all corners of this floating world, swept.
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Age Float Time World
The journey itself is my home.
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Home Journey Myself

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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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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