This autumn- why am I growing old? bird disappearing among clouds.
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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The fact that Saigyo composed a poem that begins, “I shall be unhappy without loneliness,” shows that he made loneliness his master.
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How much I desire! Inside my little satchel, the moon, and flowers.
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Clapping my hands with the echoes the summer moon begins to dawn.
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The sea darkens And a wild duck s call Is faintly white.
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A flute with no holes is not a flute.
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An autumn night – don’t think your life didn’t matter.
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Traveler’s heart. Never settled long in one place. Like a portable fire.
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At the ancient pond the frog plunges into the sound of water.
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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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The basis of art is change in the universe.
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Old pond, leap-splash – a frog.
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Plunge Deep enough in order to see something that is hidden and glimmering.
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Year’s end, all corners of this floating world, swept.
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From the pine tree, learn of the pine tree; And from the bamboo, of the bamboo.
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Spring rain conveyed under the trees in drops.
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