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Not to think of yourself / as someone who did not count — / Festival of the Souls.

Matsuo Basho

Do not resemble me-Never be like a musk melon Cut in two identical halves.
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Be Yourself Identity Imitation Myself Original
Every moment of life is the last, every poem is a death poem.
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Death Life Moments Poem
Learn the rules, and then forget them.
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Forget Inspirational Learning Rule
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
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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Beginning Lonely Master Myself Poem
Come, butterfly It’s late- We’ve miles to go together.
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Animal Butterfly Togetherness
Not to think of yourself / as someone who did not count — / Festival of the Souls.
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Count Festival Soul Thinking
Come out to view / the truth of flowers blooming / in poverty.
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Bloom Flower Poverty Truth
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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Knowledge Learning Leaving Nature Wisdom Yourself
I hope to have gathered To repay your kindness The willow leaves Scattered in the garden.
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Garden Hope Kindness Pay
Winter solitude- in a world of one colour the sound of the wind.
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Oneself Solitude Sound Wind Winter
An autumn night – don’t think your life didn’t matter.
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Autumn Life Night Thinking Yourself
Don’t imitate me / we are not two halves / of a muskmelon.
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Fruit Imitation Myself
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
Old dark sleepy pool… Quick unexpected frog Goes plop! Watersplash!
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Dark Expectation Old Sleep Water
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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Goodness Hide Mystery Poem Reveal

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