Don’t imitate me / we are not two halves / of a muskmelon.
MATSUO BASHOWhen I speak My lips feel cold – The autumn wind.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Old pond, frog jumps in – plop.
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Summer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers’ imperial dreams.
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I felt quite at home, / As if it were mine sleeping lazily / In this house of fresh air.
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An autumn night – don’t think your life didn’t matter.
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Awakened at midnight by the sound of the water jar cracking from the ice.
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When I speak My lips feel cold – The autumn wind.
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From all these trees, in the salads, the soup, everywhere, cherry blossoms fall.
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This autumn- why am I growing old? bird disappearing among clouds.
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Not to think of yourself / as someone who did not count — / Festival of the Souls.
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Come, butterfly It’s late- We’ve miles to go together.
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April’s air stirs in Willow-leaves, a butterfly Floats and balances.
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The journey itself is my home.
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Traveler’s heart. Never settled long in one place. Like a portable fire.
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Make the universe your companion, always bearing in mind the true nature of things-mountains and rivers, trees and grasses, and humanity-and enjoy the falling blossoms and the scattering leaves.
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Spring rain leaking through the roof dripping from the wasps’ nest.
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