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Breaking the silence Of an ancient pond, A frog jumped into water – A deep resonance.

Matsuo Basho

Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the wise. Seek what they sought.
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Deep Seek Teaching Wisdom
I am one who eats breakfast gazing at morning glories.
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Eat Fast Glory Morning Myself
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
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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Bone Cold Deep Fragrance Nature Perfume World
The oak tree: not interested in cherry blossoms.
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Flower Interest Tree
Not to think of yourself / as someone who did not count — / Festival of the Souls.
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Count Festival Soul Thinking
From all these trees, in the salads, the soup, everywhere, cherry blossoms fall.
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Fall Food Tree
First snow-falling-on the half-finished bridge.
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Bridge Fall Snow
The sea darkens And a wild duck s call Is faintly white.
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Animal Call Darkness Sea White Wild
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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Breathe Compose Dangerous Enemy Fall Hairs Mindset Tree Writing
Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.
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Moon Myself Night Water
Awakened at midnight by the sound of the water jar cracking from the ice.
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Awake Ice Night Sound Water
Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
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Growth Nature Quiet Spring
Spring rain leaking through the roof dripping from the wasps’ nest.
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Home Insect Rain Spring
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 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

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