Why so scrawny, cat? Starving for fat fish or mice… Or backyard love?
MATSUO BASHOAll my friends / viewing the moon – / an ugly bunch.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Year by year, the monkey’s mask reveals the monkey.
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Fresh spring! / The world is only Nine days old – / These fields and mountains!
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Clapping my hands with the echoes the summer moon begins to dawn.
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Every moment of life is the last, every poem is a death poem.
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From the pine tree, learn of the pine tree; And from the bamboo, of the bamboo.
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Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
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Old pond, frog jumps in – plop.
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Nothing in the cry of cicadas suggests they are about to die.
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First snow-falling-on the half-finished bridge.
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An autumn night – don’t think your life didn’t matter.
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Summer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers’ imperial dreams.
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Spring rain leaking through the roof dripping from the wasps’ nest.
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Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.
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He who creates three to five haiku poems during a lifetime is a haiku poet. He who attains to completes ten is a master.
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Come, butterfly It’s late- We’ve miles to go together.
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