Breaking the silence Of an ancient pond, A frog jumped into water – A deep resonance.
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More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
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Old pond, frog jumps in – plop.
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Spring rain leaking through the roof dripping from the wasps’ nest.
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Awakened at midnight by the sound of the water jar cracking from the ice.
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Old pond, leap-splash – a frog.
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No matter where your interest lies, you will not be able to accomplish anything unless you bring your deepest devotion to it.
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Traveler’s heart. Never settled long in one place. Like a portable fire.
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Farewell, my old fan. / Having scribbled on it, / What could I do but tear it / At the end of summer?
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The moon is brighter since the barn burned.
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Real poetry, is to lead a beautiful life. To live poetry is better than to write it.
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Felling a tree and gazing at the cut end – tonight’s moon.
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I hope to have gathered To repay your kindness The willow leaves Scattered in the garden.
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The sea darkens And a wild duck s call Is faintly white.
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Winter solitude- in a world of one colour the sound of the wind.
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On a bare branch a crow is perched – autumn evening.
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