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The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.

Matsuo Basho

Why so scrawny, cat? Starving for fat fish or mice… Or backyard love?
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Cat Love Starve
From the pine tree, learn of the pine tree; And from the bamboo, of the bamboo.
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Knowledge Nature Tree Wisdom
Friends part forever wild geese lost in cloud.
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Cloud Forever Friendship Lost Wild
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
First snow-falling-on the half-finished bridge.
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Bridge Fall Snow
Do not resemble me-Never be like a musk melon Cut in two identical halves.
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Be Yourself Identity Imitation Myself Original
Breaking the silence Of an ancient pond, A frog jumped into water – A deep resonance.
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Break Deep Frog Resonate Silence Water
Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
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Day Destination Home Journey
Summer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers’ imperial dreams.
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Dreams Greatness Summer
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
Nothing in the cry of cicadas suggests they are about to die.
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Cry Death Flower
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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Beginning Lonely Master Myself Poem
From all these trees, in the salads, the soup, everywhere, cherry blossoms fall.
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Fall Food Tree
Come, butterfly It’s late- We’ve miles to go together.
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Animal Butterfly Togetherness
Awakened at midnight by the sound of the water jar cracking from the ice.
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Awake Ice Night Sound Water
Sadly, I part from you; Like a clam torn from its shell, I go, and autumn too.
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Autumn Break Up End Leaving Myself Relationship Yourself

The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.

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