Come, see the true flowers of this pained world.
MATSUO BASHOSpring rain conveyed under the trees in drops.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.
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When I speak My lips feel cold – The autumn wind.
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The sea darkens And a wild duck s call Is faintly white.
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An autumn night – don’t think your life didn’t matter.
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Every moment of life is the last, every poem is a death poem.
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Felling a tree and gazing at the cut end – tonight’s moon.
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Friends part forever wild geese lost in cloud.
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A thicket of summer grass / Is all that remains / Of the dreams of ancient warriors.
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From all these trees, in the salads, the soup, everywhere, cherry blossoms fall.
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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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Around existence twine, (Oh, bridge that hangs across the gorge!) ropes of twisted vine.
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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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Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the wise. Seek what they sought.
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Traveler’s heart. Never settled long in one place. Like a portable fire.
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The moon and sun are travelers through eternity. Even the years wander on. Whether drifting through life on a boat or climbing toward old age leading a horse, each day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
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