When I speak My lips feel cold – The autumn wind.
MATSUO BASHOAn autumn night – don’t think your life didn’t matter.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Between our two lives there is also the life of the cherry blossom.
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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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Awakened at midnight by the sound of the water jar cracking from the ice.
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All my friends / viewing the moon – / an ugly bunch.
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On a bare branch a crow is perched – autumn evening.
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How much I desire! Inside my little satchel, the moon, and flowers.
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Fresh spring! / The world is only Nine days old – / These fields and mountains!
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Go to the pine if you want to learn about the pine, or to the bamboo if you want to learn about the bamboo. And in doing so, you must leave your subjective preoccupation with yourself. Otherwise you impose yourself on the object and you do not learn.
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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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A weathered skeleton in windy fields of memory, piercing like a knife.
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Why so scrawny, cat? Starving for fat fish or mice… Or backyard love?
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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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April’s air stirs in Willow-leaves, a butterfly Floats and balances.
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Traveler’s heart. Never settled long in one place. Like a portable fire.
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Collecting all The rains of May The swift Mogami River.
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