Calm and serene The sound of a cicada Penetrates the rock.
MATSUO BASHOOn a bare branch a crow is perched – autumn evening.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Learn the rules, and then forget them.
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Old dark sleepy pool… Quick unexpected frog Goes plop! Watersplash!
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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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Poverty’s child – he starts to grind the rice, and gazes at the moon.
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Year by year, the monkey’s mask reveals the monkey.
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Felling a tree and gazing at the cut end – tonight’s moon.
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Don’t imitate me / we are not two halves / of a muskmelon.
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Friends part forever wild geese lost in cloud.
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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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Every moment of life is the last, every poem is a death poem.
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Between our two lives there is also the life of the cherry blossom.
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I am one who eats breakfast gazing at morning glories.
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April’s air stirs in Willow-leaves, a butterfly Floats and balances.
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Summer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers’ imperial dreams.
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