Spring rain leaking through the roof dripping from the wasps’ nest.
MATSUO BASHOLearn how to listen as things speak for themselves.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the wise. Seek what they sought.
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Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
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The oak tree: not interested in cherry blossoms.
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First snow-falling-on the half-finished bridge.
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Why so scrawny, cat? Starving for fat fish or mice… Or backyard love?
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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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A thicket of summer grass / Is all that remains / Of the dreams of ancient warriors.
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When composing a verse let there not be a hair’s breath separating your mind from what you write; composition of a poem must be done in an instant, like a woodcutter felling a huge tree or a swordsman leaping at a dangerous enemy.
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Summer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers’ imperial dreams.
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With every gust of wind, the butterfly changes its place on the willow.
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From the pine tree, learn of the pine tree; And from the bamboo, of the bamboo.
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Come, see the true flowers of this pained world.
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Friends part forever wild geese lost in cloud.
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