Don’t imitate me / we are not two halves / of a muskmelon.
MATSUO BASHOOn a bare branch a crow is perched – autumn evening.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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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 thicket of summer grass / Is all that remains / Of the dreams of ancient warriors.
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Felling a tree and gazing at the cut end – tonight’s moon.
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Around existence twine, (Oh, bridge that hangs across the gorge!) ropes of twisted vine.
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Winter garden, the moon thinned to a thread, insects singing.
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At the ancient pond the frog plunges into the sound of water.
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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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Clapping my hands with the echoes the summer moon begins to dawn.
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Plunge Deep enough in order to see something that is hidden and glimmering.
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The sea darkens And a wild duck s call Is faintly white.
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The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.
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Traveler’s heart. Never settled long in one place. Like a portable fire.
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Learn how to listen as things speak for themselves.
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First snow-falling-on the half-finished bridge.
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