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Sadly, I part from you; Like a clam torn from its shell, I go, and autumn too.

Matsuo Basho

At the ancient pond the frog plunges into the sound of water.
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Pond Sound Water
The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.
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Flower Myself Sound Stop Temple
The oak tree: not interested in cherry blossoms.
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Flower Interest Tree
Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
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Growth Nature Quiet Spring
First snow-falling-on the half-finished bridge.
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Bridge Fall Snow
Spring rain conveyed under the trees in drops.
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Drop Spring Tree
Poverty’s child – he starts to grind the rice, and gazes at the moon.
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Children Moon Poverty Start
Year by year, the monkey’s mask reveals the monkey.
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Animal Character Deep Face Reveal
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
There came a day when the clouds drifting along with the wind aroused a wanderlust in me, and I set off on a journey to roam along the seashores
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Day Journey Myself Sea Wind
Clapping my hands with the echoes the summer moon begins to dawn.
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Beginning Dawn Hands Moon Summer
How much I desire! Inside my little satchel, the moon, and flowers.
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Desire Flower Moon Myself
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
Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the wise. Seek what they sought.
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Deep Seek Teaching Wisdom
There is nothing you can see that is not a flower; there is nothing you can think that is not the moon.
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Flower Moon Nature See Thinking Yourself
The desire to break the silence with constant human noise is, I believe, precisely an avoidance of the sacred terror of that divine encounter.
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Avoid Believe Break Desire Divine Human Myself Noise Silence Sound

Sadly, I part from you; Like a clam torn from its shell, I go, and autumn too.

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