Spring rain leaking through the roof dripping from the wasps’ nest.
MATSUO BASHOFor this lovely bowl let us arrange these flowers since there is no rice.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Not to think of yourself / as someone who did not count — / Festival of the Souls.
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Clapping my hands with the echoes the summer moon begins to dawn.
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Before enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water. After enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water.
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Spring rain conveyed under the trees in drops.
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Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the wise. Seek what they sought.
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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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The sea darkens And a wild duck s call Is faintly white.
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I hope to have gathered To repay your kindness The willow leaves Scattered in the garden.
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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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Come, butterfly It’s late- We’ve miles to go together.
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At the ancient pond the frog plunges into the sound of water.
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A weathered skeleton in windy fields of memory, piercing like a knife.
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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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The basis of art is change in the universe.
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Old pond, frog jumps in – plop.
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Breaking the silence Of an ancient pond, A frog jumped into water – A deep resonance.
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Calm and serene The sound of a cicada Penetrates the rock.
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Learn the rules, and then forget them.
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When your consciousness has become ripe in true zazen-pure like clear water, like a serene mountain lake, not moved by any wind-then anything may serve as a medium for realization.
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Plunge Deep enough in order to see something that is hidden and glimmering.
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Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
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Do not resemble me-Never be like a musk melon Cut in two identical halves.
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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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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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For this lovely bowl let us arrange these flowers since there is no rice.
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