With every gust of wind, the butterfly changes its place on the willow.
MATSUO BASHOSpring rain leaking through the roof dripping from the wasps’ nest.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Come, butterfly It’s late- We’ve miles to go together.
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How I long to see among dawn flowers, the face of God.
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Year’s end, all corners of this floating world, swept.
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Summer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers’ imperial dreams.
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Every moment of life is the last, every poem is a death poem.
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For this lovely bowl let us arrange these flowers since there is no rice.
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A thicket of summer grass / Is all that remains / Of the dreams of ancient warriors.
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Old dark sleepy pool… Quick unexpected frog Goes plop! Watersplash!
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Year by year, the monkey’s mask reveals the monkey.
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When I speak My lips feel cold – The autumn wind.
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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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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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Spring rain leaking through the roof dripping from the wasps’ nest.
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Learn the rules, and then forget them.
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When composing a verse let there not be a hair’s breath separating your mind from what you write; composition of a poem must be done in an instant, like a woodcutter felling a huge tree or a swordsman leaping at a dangerous enemy.
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