Learn the rules, and then forget them.
MATSUO BASHOPlunge Deep enough in order to see something that is hidden and glimmering.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Old dark sleepy pool… Quick unexpected frog Goes plop! Watersplash!
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When composing a verse let there not be a hair’s breath separating your mind from what you write; composition of a poem must be done in an instant, like a woodcutter felling a huge tree or a swordsman leaping at a dangerous enemy.
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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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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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Come, butterfly It’s late- We’ve miles to go together.
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The oak tree: not interested in cherry blossoms.
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April’s air stirs in Willow-leaves, a butterfly Floats and balances.
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Not to think of yourself / as someone who did not count — / Festival of the Souls.
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Come, see the true flowers of this pained world.
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At the ancient pond the frog plunges into the sound of water.
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Real poetry, is to lead a beautiful life. To live poetry is better than to write it.
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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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Do not resemble me-Never be like a musk melon Cut in two identical halves.
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Between our two lives there is also the life of the cherry blossom.
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The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.
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A thicket of summer grass / Is all that remains / Of the dreams of ancient warriors.
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I hope to have gathered To repay your kindness The willow leaves Scattered in the garden.
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A flute with no holes is not a flute.
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The moon is brighter since the barn burned.
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I am one who eats breakfast gazing at morning glories.
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Sadly, I part from you; Like a clam torn from its shell, I go, and autumn too.
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The universe and its beings are a complementarity of empty infinity, intimate interrelationships, and total uniqueness of each and every being.
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This autumn- why am I growing old? bird disappearing among clouds.
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Seek not the paths of the ancients; Seek that which the ancients sought.
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Clapping my hands with the echoes the summer moon begins to dawn.
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Spring rain conveyed under the trees in drops.
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