Year’s end, all corners of this floating world, swept.
MATSUO BASHOA flute with no holes is not a flute.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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The moon is brighter since the barn burned.
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Felling a tree and gazing at the cut end – tonight’s moon.
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Come, butterfly It’s late- We’ve miles to go together.
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A weathered skeleton in windy fields of memory, piercing like a knife.
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Spring rain conveyed under the trees in drops.
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All my friends / viewing the moon – / an ugly bunch.
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Come out to view / the truth of flowers blooming / in poverty.
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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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Friends part forever wild geese lost in cloud.
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Traveler’s heart. Never settled long in one place. Like a portable fire.
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Poverty’s child – he starts to grind the rice, and gazes at the moon.
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Old pond, frog jumps in – plop.
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A flute with no holes is not a flute.
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Year by year, the monkey’s mask reveals the monkey.
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Before enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water. After enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water.
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