From the pine tree, learn of the pine tree; And from the bamboo, of the bamboo.
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
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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.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Friends part forever wild geese lost in cloud.
MATSUO BASHOFriends part forever wild geese lost in cloud.
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Learn how to listen as things speak for themselves.
MATSUO BASHOLearn how to listen as things speak for themselves.
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The oak tree: not interested in cherry blossoms.
MATSUO BASHOThe oak tree: not interested in cherry blossoms.
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The moon is brighter since the barn burned.
MATSUO BASHOThe moon is brighter since the barn burned.
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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 BASHOThe 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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Don’t imitate me / we are not two halves / of a muskmelon.
MATSUO BASHODon’t imitate me / we are not two halves / of a muskmelon.
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From all these trees, in the salads, the soup, everywhere, cherry blossoms fall.
MATSUO BASHOFrom all these trees, in the salads, the soup, everywhere, cherry blossoms fall.
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Year by year, the monkey’s mask reveals the monkey.
MATSUO BASHOYear by year, the monkey’s mask reveals the monkey.
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How I long to see among dawn flowers, the face of God.
MATSUO BASHOHow I long to see among dawn flowers, the face of God.
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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.
MATSUO BASHOMake 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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Old pond, frog jumps in – plop.
MATSUO BASHOOld pond, frog jumps in – plop.
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The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.
MATSUO BASHOThe temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.
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First snow-falling-on the half-finished bridge.
MATSUO BASHOFirst snow-falling-on the half-finished bridge.
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With every gust of wind, the butterfly changes its place on the willow.
MATSUO BASHOWith every gust of wind, the butterfly changes its place on the willow.
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When I speak My lips feel cold – The autumn wind.
MATSUO BASHOWhen I speak My lips feel cold – The autumn wind.
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