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Nothing in the cry of cicadas suggests they are about to die.

Matsuo Basho

Poverty’s child – he starts to grind the rice, and gazes at the moon.
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Children Moon Poverty Start
The oak tree: not interested in cherry blossoms.
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Flower Interest Tree
I hope to have gathered To repay your kindness The willow leaves Scattered in the garden.
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Garden Hope Kindness Pay
Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.
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Moon Myself Night Water
Old pond, frog jumps in – plop.
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Old Pond
An autumn night – don’t think your life didn’t matter.
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Autumn Life Night Thinking Yourself
A weathered skeleton in windy fields of memory, piercing like a knife.
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Memories Skeleton
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
Winter garden, the moon thinned to a thread, insects singing.
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Insect Old Pond Sing Winter
Between our two lives there is also the life of the cherry blossom.
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Live Nature Ourselves Tree
Old pond, leap-splash – a frog.
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Frog Old
Before enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water. After enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water.
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Carry Enlightenment Water Wood
He who creates three to five haiku poems during a lifetime is a haiku poet. He who attains to completes ten is a master.
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Creation Life Master Poem Poet Time Writing
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
When your consciousness has become ripe in true zazen-pure like clear water, like a serene mountain lake, not moved by any wind-then anything may serve as a medium for realization.
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Clear Conscious Purity Realize Service Water Yourself
Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
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Day Destination Home Journey

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