Between our two lives
there is also the life of
the cherry blossom.
Poverty's child -
he starts to grind the rice,
and gazes at the moon.
Furi ika ya!
Kawaza tobikomu
Mizo no oto
Even in Kyoto/Hearing the cuckoo's cry/I long for Kyoto
Matsuo BashōWhen 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.
Matsuo BashōMots clés poetry zen haiku creating japanese composition zen-monks
Summer grasses,
All that remains
Of soldiers' dreams
Mots clés wisdom haiku samurai
Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
Matsuo BashōMots clés life inspirational home travel
Awakened at midnight
by the sound of the water jar
cracking from the ice
Mots clés life haiku awareness middle-age
No matter where your interest lies, you will not be able to accomplish anything unless you bring your deepest devotion to it.
Matsuo BashōCome, butterfly
It's late-
We've miles to go together.
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