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The basis of art is change in the universe.

Matsuo Basho

Go to the pine if you want to learn about the pine, or to the bamboo if you want to learn about the bamboo. And in doing so, you must leave your subjective preoccupation with yourself. Otherwise you impose yourself on the object and you do not learn.
MATSUO BASHO

Knowledge Learning Leaving Nature Wisdom Yourself
Learn how to listen as things speak for themselves.
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Deep Learning Listen Nature Talk Wisdom
Nothing in the cry of cicadas suggests they are about to die.
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Cry Death Flower
This autumn- why am I growing old? bird disappearing among clouds.
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Autumn Disappear Growth Myself Old
Clapping my hands with the echoes the summer moon begins to dawn.
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Beginning Dawn Hands Moon Summer
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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Deep Enough Gide Leaving Object Subject Yourself
How much I desire! Inside my little satchel, the moon, and flowers.
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Desire Flower Moon Myself
Fresh spring! / The world is only Nine days old – / These fields and mountains!
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Age Fresh Mountain Nature Spring Time World
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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Goodness Hide Mystery Poem Reveal
The journey itself is my home.
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Home Journey Myself
Old dark sleepy pool… Quick unexpected frog Goes plop! Watersplash!
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Dark Expectation Old Sleep Water
First snow-falling-on the half-finished bridge.
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Bridge Fall Snow
Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
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Day Destination Home Journey
Spring rain leaking through the roof dripping from the wasps’ nest.
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Home Insect Rain Spring
The universe and its beings are a complementarity of empty infinity, intimate interrelationships, and total uniqueness of each and every being.
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Empty Intimate Relationship Unique Universe
Farewell, my old fan. / Having scribbled on it, / What could I do but tear it / At the end of summer?
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End Fan Myself Old Summer

The basis of art is change in the universe.

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