Not to think of yourself / as someone who did not count — / Festival of the Souls.
MATSUO BASHOA weathered skeleton in windy fields of memory, piercing like a knife.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Every moment of life is the last, every poem is a death poem.
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The journey itself is my home.
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Do not resemble me-Never be like a musk melon Cut in two identical halves.
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Friends part forever wild geese lost in cloud.
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Spring rain conveyed under the trees in drops.
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The universe and its beings are a complementarity of empty infinity, intimate interrelationships, and total uniqueness of each and every being.
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Seek not the paths of the ancients; Seek that which the ancients sought.
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All my friends / viewing the moon – / an ugly bunch.
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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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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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Plunge Deep enough in order to see something that is hidden and glimmering.
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Learn the rules, and then forget them.
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The desire to break the silence with constant human noise is, I believe, precisely an avoidance of the sacred terror of that divine encounter.
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Around existence twine, (Oh, bridge that hangs across the gorge!) ropes of twisted vine.
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Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
MATSUO BASHO