The sea darkens And a wild duck s call Is faintly white.
MATSUO BASHOAll my friends / viewing the moon – / an ugly bunch.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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How much I desire! Inside my little satchel, the moon, and flowers.
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Breaking the silence Of an ancient pond, A frog jumped into water – A deep resonance.
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I hope to have gathered To repay your kindness The willow leaves Scattered in the garden.
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Year’s end, all corners of this floating world, swept.
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Don’t imitate me / we are not two halves / of a muskmelon.
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A flute with no holes is not a flute.
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Every moment of life is the last, every poem is a death poem.
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Clapping my hands with the echoes the summer moon begins to dawn.
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Learn the rules, and then forget them.
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I felt quite at home, / As if it were mine sleeping lazily / In this house of fresh air.
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Spring rain conveyed under the trees in drops.
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The oak tree: not interested in cherry blossoms.
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Spring rain leaking through the roof dripping from the wasps’ nest.
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Go to the object. Leave your subjective preoccupation with yourself. Do not impose yourself on the object. Become one with the object. Plunge deep enough into the object to see something like a hidden glimmering there.
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Year by year, the monkey’s mask reveals the monkey.
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