Clapping my hands with the echoes the summer moon begins to dawn.
MATSUO BASHOThe desire to break the silence with constant human noise is, I believe, precisely an avoidance of the sacred terror of that divine encounter.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the wise. Seek what they sought.
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Spring rain conveyed under the trees in drops.
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Summer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers’ imperial dreams.
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Every moment of life is the last, every poem is a death poem.
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I am one who eats breakfast gazing at morning glories.
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All my friends / viewing the moon – / an ugly bunch.
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Don’t imitate me / we are not two halves / of a muskmelon.
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Old dark sleepy pool… Quick unexpected frog Goes plop! Watersplash!
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The basis of art is change in the universe.
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Traveler’s heart. Never settled long in one place. Like a portable fire.
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The moon is brighter since the barn burned.
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Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.
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There is nothing you can see that is not a flower; there is nothing you can think that is not the moon.
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Come, butterfly It’s late- We’ve miles to go together.
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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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