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Why so scrawny, cat?
Starving for fat fish or mice...
Or backyard love?


Bashō Matsuo

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BASHō MATSUO All Heaven and Earth
Flowered white obliterate...
Snow...unceasing snow
BASHō MATSUO Old pond — frogs jumped in — sound of water
BASHō MATSUO Awakened at midnight
by the sound of the water jar
cracking from the ice
BASHō MATSUO Mountain-rose petals
Falling, falling, falling now...
Waterfall music
BASHō MATSUO Many solemn nights
Blond moon, we stand and marvel...
Sleeping our noons away
BASHō MATSUO April's air stirs in
Willow-leaves...a butterfly
Floats and balances
BASHō MATSUO This autumn-
why am I growing old?
bird disappearing among clouds.
BASHō MATSUO Winter solitude-
in a world of one colour
the sound of the wind.
BASHō MATSUO Ballet in the air...
Twin butterflies until, twice white
They Meet, they mate
BASHō MATSUO Cormorant fishing:
How stirring,
How saddening
BASHō MATSUO Come, butterfly
It's late-
We've miles to go together.
BASHō MATSUO Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the wise; seek what they sought.
BASHō MATSUO The journey itself is my home.
BASHō MATSUO Suvvia, andiamo a
contemplare la neve
fino a cadervi dentro.
BASHō MATSUO When a country is defeated, there remain only mountains and rivers, and on a ruined castle in spring...
MATSUO BASHō Chrysanthemum
Silence - monk
Sips his morning tea.
MATSUO BASHō Wintery day,
On my horse
A frozen shadow.
MATSUO BASHō Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
MATSUO BASHō

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Flowered white obliterate...
Snow...unceasing snow
BASHō MATSUO Old pond — frogs jumped in — sound of water
BASHō MATSUO Awakened at midnight
by the sound of the water jar
cracking from the ice
BASHō MATSUO Mountain-rose petals
Falling, falling, falling now...
Waterfall music
BASHō MATSUO Many solemn nights
Blond moon, we stand and marvel...
Sleeping our noons away
BASHō MATSUO April's air stirs in
Willow-leaves...a butterfly
Floats and balances
BASHō MATSUO This autumn-
why am I growing old?
bird disappearing among clouds.
BASHō MATSUO Winter solitude-
in a world of one colour
the sound of the wind.
BASHō MATSUO Ballet in the air...
Twin butterflies until, twice white
They Meet, they mate
BASHō MATSUO Cormorant fishing:
How stirring,
How saddening
BASHō MATSUO Come, butterfly
It's late-
We've miles to go together.
BASHō MATSUO Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the wise; seek what they sought.
BASHō MATSUO The journey itself is my home.
BASHō MATSUO Suvvia, andiamo a
contemplare la neve
fino a cadervi dentro.
BASHō MATSUO When a country is defeated, there remain only mountains and rivers, and on a ruined castle in spring...
MATSUO BASHō Chrysanthemum
Silence - monk
Sips his morning tea.
MATSUO BASHō Wintery day,
On my horse
A frozen shadow.
MATSUO BASHō Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
MATSUO BASHō For a lovely bowl
Let us arrange these flowers...
For there is no rice
MATSUO BASHō Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the wise. Seek what they sought.
MATSUO BASHO Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
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MATSUO BASHO The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.
MATSUO BASHO Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the men of old; seek what they sought.
MATSUO BASHO Seek not to follow in the footsteps of men of old; seek what they sought.
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