The oak tree: not interested in cherry blossoms.
MATSUO BASHOBreaking the silence Of an ancient pond, A frog jumped into water – A deep resonance.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Come out to view / the truth of flowers blooming / in poverty.
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Traveler’s heart. Never settled long in one place. Like a portable fire.
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For this lovely bowl let us arrange these flowers since there is no rice.
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Go to the object. Leave your subjective preoccupation with yourself. Do not impose yourself on the object. Become one with the object. Plunge deep enough into the object to see something like a hidden glimmering there.
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Do not resemble me-Never be like a musk melon Cut in two identical halves.
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Winter solitude- in a world of one colour the sound of the wind.
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Learn the rules, and then forget them.
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Spring rain conveyed under the trees in drops.
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Fresh spring! / The world is only Nine days old – / These fields and mountains!
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Come, butterfly It’s late- We’ve miles to go together.
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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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Year by year, the monkey’s mask reveals the monkey.
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Learn how to listen as things speak for themselves.
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Make the universe your companion, always bearing in mind the true nature of things-mountains and rivers, trees and grasses, and humanity-and enjoy the falling blossoms and the scattering leaves.
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Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.
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A weathered skeleton in windy fields of memory, piercing like a knife.
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April’s air stirs in Willow-leaves, a butterfly Floats and balances.
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At the ancient pond the frog plunges into the sound of water.
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Between our two lives there is also the life of the cherry blossom.
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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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From the pine tree, learn of the pine tree; And from the bamboo, of the bamboo.
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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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Calm and serene The sound of a cicada Penetrates the rock.
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Old pond, leap-splash – a frog.
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On a bare branch a crow is perched – autumn evening.
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How I long to see among dawn flowers, the face of God.
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