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This autumn- why am I growing old? bird disappearing among clouds.

Matsuo Basho

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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Day Journey Myself Sea Wind
The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.
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Flower Myself Sound Stop Temple
Why so scrawny, cat? Starving for fat fish or mice… Or backyard love?
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Cat Love Starve
I hope to have gathered To repay your kindness The willow leaves Scattered in the garden.
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Garden Hope Kindness Pay
The moon is brighter since the barn burned.
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Bright Burn Moon One Liner
Winter solitude- in a world of one colour the sound of the wind.
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Oneself Solitude Sound Wind Winter
I felt quite at home, / As if it were mine sleeping lazily / In this house of fresh air.
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Air Home Quite Sleep
Farewell, my old fan. / Having scribbled on it, / What could I do but tear it / At the end of summer?
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End Fan Myself Old Summer
This autumn- why am I growing old? bird disappearing among clouds.
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Autumn Disappear Growth Myself Old
Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the wise. Seek what they sought.
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Deep Seek Teaching Wisdom
From the pine tree, learn of the pine tree; And from the bamboo, of the bamboo.
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Knowledge Nature Tree Wisdom
Year by year, the monkey’s mask reveals the monkey.
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Animal Character Deep Face Reveal
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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Accomplishment Deep Devotion Interest Yourself
A flute with no holes is not a flute.
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Deep Instrument One Liner
Felling a tree and gazing at the cut end – tonight’s moon.
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Fall Moon Night Tree
Year’s end, all corners of this floating world, swept.
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Age Float Time World

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