Come out to view / the truth of flowers blooming / in poverty.
MATSUO BASHO- Old dark sleepy pool… Quick unexpected frog Goes plop! Watersplash!
MATSUO BASHO
- black
- grey
- blue
- red
- brown
- white
Old dark sleepy pool… Quick unexpected frog Goes plop! Watersplash!
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Come out to view / the truth of flowers blooming / in poverty.
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Come, see the true flowers of this pained world.
MATSUO BASHOCome, see the true flowers of this pained world.
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The universe and its beings are a complementarity of empty infinity, intimate interrelationships, and total uniqueness of each and every being.
MATSUO BASHOThe universe and its beings are a complementarity of empty infinity, intimate interrelationships, and total uniqueness of each and every being.
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Friends part forever wild geese lost in cloud.
MATSUO BASHOFriends part forever wild geese lost in cloud.
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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.
MATSUO BASHOHe 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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I am one who eats breakfast gazing at morning glories.
MATSUO BASHOI am one who eats breakfast gazing at morning glories.
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Farewell, my old fan. / Having scribbled on it, / What could I do but tear it / At the end of summer?
MATSUO BASHOFarewell, my old fan. / Having scribbled on it, / What could I do but tear it / At the end of summer?
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Every moment of life is the last, every poem is a death poem.
MATSUO BASHOEvery moment of life is the last, every poem is a death poem.
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Breaking the silence Of an ancient pond, A frog jumped into water – A deep resonance.
MATSUO BASHOBreaking the silence Of an ancient pond, A frog jumped into water – A deep resonance.
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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?
MATSUO BASHOWithout bitterest cold that penetrates to the very bone, how can plum blossoms send forth their fragrance all over the world?
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Summer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers’ imperial dreams.
MATSUO BASHOSummer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers’ imperial dreams.
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Around existence twine, (Oh, bridge that hangs across the gorge!) ropes of twisted vine.
MATSUO BASHOAround existence twine, (Oh, bridge that hangs across the gorge!) ropes of twisted vine.
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For this lovely bowl let us arrange these flowers since there is no rice.
MATSUO BASHOFor this lovely bowl let us arrange these flowers since there is no rice.
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The journey itself is my home.
MATSUO BASHOThe journey itself is my home.
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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.
MATSUO BASHOMake 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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How I long to see among dawn flowers, the face of God.
MATSUO BASHOHow I long to see among dawn flowers, the face of God.
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