Old dark sleepy pool… Quick unexpected frog Goes plop! Watersplash!
MATSUO BASHOTraveler’s heart. Never settled long in one place. Like a portable fire.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Farewell, my old fan. / Having scribbled on it, / What could I do but tear it / At the end of summer?
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Old pond, frog jumps in – plop.
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Year’s end, all corners of this floating world, swept.
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Felling a tree and gazing at the cut end – tonight’s moon.
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Come out to view / the truth of flowers blooming / in poverty.
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I hope to have gathered To repay your kindness The willow leaves Scattered in the garden.
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Every moment of life is the last, every poem is a death poem.
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No matter where your interest lies, you will not be able to accomplish anything unless you bring your deepest devotion to it.
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Around existence twine, (Oh, bridge that hangs across the gorge!) ropes of twisted vine.
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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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I am one who eats breakfast gazing at morning glories.
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Without bitterest cold that penetrates to the very bone, how can plum blossoms send forth their fragrance all over the world?
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How I long to see among dawn flowers, the face of God.
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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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