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Every moment of life is the last, every poem is a death poem.

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Matsuo Basho
Age: 50 †
Born: 1644
Born: January 1
Died: 1694
Died: November 28
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The moon is brighter since the barn burned.
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Fresh spring! / The world is only Nine days old - / These fields and mountains!
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Collecting all The rains of May The swift Mogami River.
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What is important is to keep our mind high in the world of true understanding, and returning to the world of our daily experience to seek therein the truth of beauty. No matter what we may be doing at a given moment, we must not forget that is has a bearing upon our everlasting self which is poetry.
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Go to the pine if you want to learn about the pine, or to the bamboo if you want to learn about the bamboo. And in doing so, you must leave your subjective preoccupation with yourself. Otherwise you impose yourself on the object and you do not learn.
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Clapping my hands with the echoes the summer moon begins to dawn.
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I am one who eats breakfast gazing at morning glories.
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Seek on high bare trails Sky-reflecting violets... Mountain-top jewels
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An autumn night - don’t think your life didn’t matter.
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The desire to break the silence with constant human noise is, I believe, precisely an avoidance of the sacred terror of that divine encounter.
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A weathered skeleton in windy fields of memory, piercing like a knife.
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Without bitterest cold that penetrates to the very bone, how can plum blossoms send forth their fragrance all over the world?
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No matter where your interest lies, you will not be able to accomplish anything unless you bring your deepest devotion to it.
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The old pond, ah! A frog jumps in: The water's sound.
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The oak tree: not interested in cherry blossoms.
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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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Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
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Around existence twine, (Oh, bridge that hangs across the gorge!) ropes of twisted vine.
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Come, butterfly It's late- We've miles to go together.
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