A weathered skeleton in windy fields of memory, piercing like a knife.
MATSUO BASHOCome, butterfly It’s late- We’ve miles to go together.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Spring rain conveyed under the trees in drops.
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Felling a tree and gazing at the cut end – tonight’s moon.
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I hope to have gathered To repay your kindness The willow leaves Scattered in the garden.
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From all these trees, in the salads, the soup, everywhere, cherry blossoms fall.
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Sadly, I part from you; Like a clam torn from its shell, I go, and autumn too.
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I felt quite at home, / As if it were mine sleeping lazily / In this house of fresh air.
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Between our two lives there is also the life of the cherry blossom.
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Clapping my hands with the echoes the summer moon begins to dawn.
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Why so scrawny, cat? Starving for fat fish or mice… Or backyard love?
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No matter where your interest lies, you will not be able to accomplish anything unless you bring your deepest devotion to it.
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Winter garden, the moon thinned to a thread, insects singing.
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The oak tree: not interested in cherry blossoms.
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Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the wise. Seek what they sought.
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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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Traveler’s heart. Never settled long in one place. Like a portable fire.
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