Real poetry, is to lead a beautiful life. To live poetry is better than to write it.
MATSUO BASHONot to think of yourself / as someone who did not count — / Festival of the Souls.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Summer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers’ imperial dreams.
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April’s air stirs in Willow-leaves, a butterfly Floats and balances.
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Old dark sleepy pool… Quick unexpected frog Goes plop! Watersplash!
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Year’s end, all corners of this floating world, swept.
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All my friends / viewing the moon – / an ugly bunch.
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Come, see the true flowers of this pained world.
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Between our two lives there is also the life of the cherry blossom.
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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.
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Year by year, the monkey’s mask reveals the monkey.
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The sea darkens And a wild duck s call Is faintly white.
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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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When I speak My lips feel cold – The autumn wind.
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Old pond, leap-splash – a frog.
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A thicket of summer grass / Is all that remains / Of the dreams of ancient warriors.
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An autumn night – don’t think your life didn’t matter.
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