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.
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Summer grasses,
All that remains
Of soldiers' dreams
Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
Matsuo BashōTag: life inspirational home travel
Awakened at midnight
by the sound of the water jar
cracking from the ice
Tag: 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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