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How I long to see among dawn flowers, the face of God.
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Face Flower God Myself See
Do not resemble me-Never be like a musk melon Cut in two identical halves.
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Be Yourself Identity Imitation Myself Original
Poverty’s child – he starts to grind the rice, and gazes at the moon.
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Children Moon Poverty Start
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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Flower Moon Nature See Thinking Yourself
I am one who eats breakfast gazing at morning glories.
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Eat Fast Glory Morning Myself
All my friends / viewing the moon – / an ugly bunch.
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Friendship Moon Ugly View
Old dark sleepy pool… Quick unexpected frog Goes plop! Watersplash!
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Dark Expectation Old Sleep Water
Spring rain conveyed under the trees in drops.
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Drop Spring Tree
The basis of art is change in the universe.
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Art Change One Liner Universe
Don’t imitate me / we are not two halves / of a muskmelon.
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Fruit Imitation Myself
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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Creation Life Master Poem Poet Time Writing
Clapping my hands with the echoes the summer moon begins to dawn.
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Beginning Dawn Hands Moon Summer
An autumn night – don’t think your life didn’t matter.
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Autumn Life Night Thinking Yourself
Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
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Growth Nature Quiet Spring
Year by year, the monkey’s mask reveals the monkey.
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Animal Character Deep Face Reveal
Traveler’s heart. Never settled long in one place. Like a portable fire.
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Fire Heart Place Travel
Collecting all The rains of May The swift Mogami River.
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Collection Rain River Water
At the ancient pond the frog plunges into the sound of water.
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Pond Sound Water
Year’s end, all corners of this floating world, swept.
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Age Float Time World
When I speak My lips feel cold – The autumn wind.
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Autumn Cold Feeling Lips Myself Talk Voice Wind
April’s air stirs in Willow-leaves, a butterfly Floats and balances.
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Balance Butterfly Leaves
From all these trees, in the salads, the soup, everywhere, cherry blossoms fall.
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Fall Food Tree
Summer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers’ imperial dreams.
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Dreams Greatness Summer
Why so scrawny, cat? Starving for fat fish or mice… Or backyard love?
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Cat Love Starve
The sea darkens And a wild duck s call Is faintly white.
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Animal Call Darkness Sea White Wild
First snow-falling-on the half-finished bridge.
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Bridge Fall Snow
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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Bone Cold Deep Fragrance Nature Perfume World

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