Matsuo Basho Quotes - Page 3
Summer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers' imperial dreams.
"Narrow Road to the Interior".
c.1689 On Love and Barley: Haiku of Basho, no.166 (translated by Lucien Stryk).
Matsuo Basho, “Year’s End,”
"Collected Haiku Theory". Book by Matsuo Bashō, 1951.
c.1689 On Love and Barley: Haiku of Basho, no.219 (translated by Lucien Stryk)
O cricket from your cherry cry No one would ever guess How quickly you must die.
Bash? Matsuo, Basho, Asataro Miyamori (2002). “Classic Haiku: An Anthology of Poems by Basho and His Followers”, p.89, Courier Corporation
Poverty's child - he starts to grind the rice, and gazes at the moon.
Matsuo Basho, “None Is Travelling”