A thicket of summer grass / Is all that remains / Of the dreams of ancient warriors.
MATSUO BASHOThe sea darkens And a wild duck s call Is faintly white.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Felling a tree and gazing at the cut end – tonight’s moon.
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With every gust of wind, the butterfly changes its place on the willow.
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Year’s end, all corners of this floating world, swept.
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From all these trees, in the salads, the soup, everywhere, cherry blossoms fall.
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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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Farewell, my old fan. / Having scribbled on it, / What could I do but tear it / At the end of summer?
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Spring rain leaking through the roof dripping from the wasps’ nest.
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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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Plunge Deep enough in order to see something that is hidden and glimmering.
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Old dark sleepy pool… Quick unexpected frog Goes plop! Watersplash!
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Friends part forever wild geese lost in cloud.
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At the ancient pond the frog plunges into the sound of water.
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I am one who eats breakfast gazing at morning glories.
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Awakened at midnight by the sound of the water jar cracking from the ice.
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The sea darkens And a wild duck s call Is faintly white.
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