Old pond, frog jumps in – plop.
MATSUO BASHOApril’s air stirs in Willow-leaves, a butterfly Floats and balances.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Old pond, leap-splash – a frog.
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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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He 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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Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
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A thicket of summer grass / Is all that remains / Of the dreams of ancient warriors.
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A flute with no holes is not a flute.
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From all these trees, in the salads, the soup, everywhere, cherry blossoms fall.
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The oak tree: not interested in cherry blossoms.
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Plunge Deep enough in order to see something that is hidden and glimmering.
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Go to the pine if you want to learn about the pine, or to the bamboo if you want to learn about the bamboo. And in doing so, you must leave your subjective preoccupation with yourself. Otherwise you impose yourself on the object and you do not learn.
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For this lovely bowl let us arrange these flowers since there is no rice.
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There is nothing you can see that is not a flower; there is nothing you can think that is not the moon.
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Come, butterfly It’s late- We’ve miles to go together.
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Why so scrawny, cat? Starving for fat fish or mice… Or backyard love?
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Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
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