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Matsuo Basho

Without bitterest cold that penetrates to the very bone, how can plum blossoms send forth their fragrance all over the world?
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Bone Cold Deep Fragrance Nature Perfume World
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
I felt quite at home, / As if it were mine sleeping lazily / In this house of fresh air.
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Air Home Quite Sleep
Why so scrawny, cat? Starving for fat fish or mice… Or backyard love?
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Cat Love Starve
Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
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Growth Nature Quiet Spring
This autumn- why am I growing old? bird disappearing among clouds.
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Autumn Disappear Growth Myself Old
Spring rain conveyed under the trees in drops.
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Drop Spring Tree
Old dark sleepy pool… Quick unexpected frog Goes plop! Watersplash!
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Dark Expectation Old Sleep Water
Before enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water. After enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water.
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Carry Enlightenment Water Wood
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
First snow-falling-on the half-finished bridge.
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Bridge Fall Snow
There is nothing you can see that is not a flower; there is nothing you can think that is not the moon.
MATSUO BASHO

Flower Moon Nature See Thinking Yourself
From the pine tree, learn of the pine tree; And from the bamboo, of the bamboo.
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Knowledge Nature Tree Wisdom
Seek not the paths of the ancients; Seek that which the ancients sought.
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Journey Path Seek Wisdom
How much I desire! Inside my little satchel, the moon, and flowers.
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Desire Flower Moon Myself
Winter garden, the moon thinned to a thread, insects singing.
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Insect Old Pond Sing Winter

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