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First snow-falling-on the half-finished bridge.
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Real poetry, is to lead a beautiful life. To live poetry is better than to write it.
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April’s air stirs in Willow-leaves, a butterfly Floats and balances.
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Fresh spring! / The world is only Nine days old – / These fields and mountains!
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The moon and sun are travelers through eternity. Even the years wander on. Whether drifting through life on a boat or climbing toward old age leading a horse, each day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
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Seek not the paths of the ancients; Seek that which the ancients sought.
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The moon is brighter since the barn burned.
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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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Deep Enough Gide Leaving Object Subject Yourself
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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Collecting all The rains of May The swift Mogami River.
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Collection Rain River Water
Spring rain leaking through the roof dripping from the wasps’ nest.
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Home Insect Rain Spring
I am one who eats breakfast gazing at morning glories.
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The sea darkens And a wild duck s call Is faintly white.
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Not to think of yourself / as someone who did not count — / Festival of the Souls.
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Do not resemble me-Never be like a musk melon Cut in two identical halves.
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