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Summer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers’ imperial dreams.

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The oak tree: not interested in cherry blossoms.
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Flower Interest Tree
Come, butterfly It’s late- We’ve miles to go together.
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Animal Butterfly Togetherness
Come, see the true flowers of this pained world.
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Flower Pain See True World
Sadly, I part from you; Like a clam torn from its shell, I go, and autumn too.
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Autumn Break Up End Leaving Myself Relationship Yourself
Clapping my hands with the echoes the summer moon begins to dawn.
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Beginning Dawn Hands Moon Summer
Old pond, leap-splash – a frog.
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Frog Old
Before enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water. After enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water.
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Carry Enlightenment Water Wood
A thicket of summer grass / Is all that remains / Of the dreams of ancient warriors.
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Dreams Summer Warrior
Don’t imitate me / we are not two halves / of a muskmelon.
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Fruit Imitation Myself
This autumn- why am I growing old? bird disappearing among clouds.
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Autumn Disappear Growth Myself Old
The fact that Saigyo composed a poem that begins, “I shall be unhappy without loneliness,” shows that he made loneliness his master.
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Beginning Lonely Master Myself Poem
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
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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Avoid Believe Break Desire Divine Human Myself Noise Silence Sound
How much I desire! Inside my little satchel, the moon, and flowers.
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Desire Flower Moon Myself
Winter garden, the moon thinned to a thread, insects singing.
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Insect Old Pond Sing Winter
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

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