Spring rain leaking through the roof dripping from the wasps’ nest.
MATSUO BASHOSitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Awakened at midnight by the sound of the water jar cracking from the ice.
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Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.
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Winter garden, the moon thinned to a thread, insects singing.
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Learn the rules, and then forget them.
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Summer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers’ imperial dreams.
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Fresh spring! / The world is only Nine days old – / These fields and mountains!
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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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For this lovely bowl let us arrange these flowers since there is no rice.
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Clapping my hands with the echoes the summer moon begins to dawn.
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How much I desire! Inside my little satchel, the moon, and flowers.
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Come out to view / the truth of flowers blooming / in poverty.
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Around existence twine, (Oh, bridge that hangs across the gorge!) ropes of twisted vine.
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With every gust of wind, the butterfly changes its place on the willow.
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The moon is brighter since the barn burned.
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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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