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How much I desire! Inside my little satchel, the moon, and flowers.

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Every moment of life is the last, every poem is a death poem.
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Death Life Moments Poem
April’s air stirs in Willow-leaves, a butterfly Floats and balances.
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Balance Butterfly Leaves
Year by year, the monkey’s mask reveals the monkey.
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Animal Character Deep Face Reveal
A weathered skeleton in windy fields of memory, piercing like a knife.
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Memories Skeleton
Before enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water. After enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water.
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Carry Enlightenment Water Wood
I am one who eats breakfast gazing at morning glories.
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Eat Fast Glory Morning Myself
Collecting all The rains of May The swift Mogami River.
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Collection Rain River Water
First snow-falling-on the half-finished bridge.
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Bridge Fall Snow
All my friends / viewing the moon – / an ugly bunch.
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Friendship Moon Ugly View
Awakened at midnight by the sound of the water jar cracking from the ice.
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Awake Ice Night Sound Water
How much I desire! Inside my little satchel, the moon, and flowers.
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Desire Flower Moon Myself
Poverty’s child – he starts to grind the rice, and gazes at the moon.
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Children Moon Poverty Start
Year’s end, all corners of this floating world, swept.
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Age Float Time World
The moon and sun are travelers through eternity. Even the years wander on. Whether drifting through life on a boat or climbing toward old age leading a horse, each day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
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Age Deep Destiny Forever Home Journey Life Moon Old Sun Time Travel
Summer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers’ imperial dreams.
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Dreams Greatness Summer
The haiku that reveals seventy to eighty percent of its subject is good. Those that reveal fifty to sixty percent, we never tire of.
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Goodness Hide Mystery Poem Reveal

How much I desire! Inside my little satchel, the moon, and flowers.

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