Spring rain conveyed under the trees in drops.
MATSUO BASHOFresh spring! / The world is only Nine days old – / These fields and mountains!
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Poverty’s child – he starts to grind the rice, and gazes at the moon.
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Around existence twine, (Oh, bridge that hangs across the gorge!) ropes of twisted vine.
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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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Fresh spring! / The world is only Nine days old – / These fields and mountains!
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Old dark sleepy pool… Quick unexpected frog Goes plop! Watersplash!
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With every gust of wind, the butterfly changes its place on the willow.
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Breaking the silence Of an ancient pond, A frog jumped into water – A deep resonance.
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Winter solitude- in a world of one colour the sound of the wind.
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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.
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Plunge Deep enough in order to see something that is hidden and glimmering.
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Every moment of life is the last, every poem is a death poem.
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Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
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Learn the rules, and then forget them.
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The moon is brighter since the barn burned.
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The basis of art is change in the universe.
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