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Do not resemble me-Never be like a musk melon Cut in two identical halves.

Matsuo Basho

On a bare branch a crow is perched – autumn evening.
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Autumn Evening
Winter garden, the moon thinned to a thread, insects singing.
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Insect Old Pond Sing Winter
The oak tree: not interested in cherry blossoms.
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Flower Interest Tree
Around existence twine, (Oh, bridge that hangs across the gorge!) ropes of twisted vine.
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Existence Plant Rope Twisted
I am one who eats breakfast gazing at morning glories.
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Eat Fast Glory Morning Myself
The basis of art is change in the universe.
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Art Change One Liner Universe
Traveler’s heart. Never settled long in one place. Like a portable fire.
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Fire Heart Place Travel
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 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
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
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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Deep Enough Gide Leaving Object Subject Yourself
Felling a tree and gazing at the cut end – tonight’s moon.
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Fall Moon Night Tree
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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Companion Humanity Leaving Mindset Mountain Universe Wisdom Yourself
Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the wise. Seek what they sought.
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Deep Seek Teaching Wisdom
When I speak My lips feel cold – The autumn wind.
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Autumn Cold Feeling Lips Myself Talk Voice Wind
A thicket of summer grass / Is all that remains / Of the dreams of ancient warriors.
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Dreams Summer Warrior

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