On a bare branch a crow is perched – autumn evening.
MATSUO BASHONothing in the cry of cicadas suggests they are about to die.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
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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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At the ancient pond the frog plunges into the sound of water.
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Not to think of yourself / as someone who did not count — / Festival of the Souls.
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Summer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers’ imperial dreams.
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The oak tree: not interested in cherry blossoms.
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Winter solitude- in a world of one colour the sound of the wind.
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Breaking the silence Of an ancient pond, A frog jumped into water – A deep resonance.
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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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Come out to view / the truth of flowers blooming / in poverty.
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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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Collecting all The rains of May The swift Mogami River.
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Spring rain conveyed under the trees in drops.
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The moon is brighter since the barn burned.
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Awakened at midnight by the sound of the water jar cracking from the ice.
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