Matsuo Basho Quotes - Page 4

Calm and serene The sound of a cicada Penetrates the rock.

First snow-falling-on the half-finished bridge.

Breaking the silence Of an ancient pond, A frog jumped into water - A deep resonance.

When I speak My lips feel cold - The autumn wind.

All my friends / viewing the moon – / an ugly bunch.

Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.

Now the swinging bridge Is quieted with creepers ... Like our tendrilled life.

Spring rain leaking through the roof dripping from the wasps' nest.

This autumn- why am I growing old? bird disappearing among clouds.

Felling a tree and gazing at the cut end - tonight's moon

On a bare branch a crow is perched - autumn evening

Collecting all The rains of May The swift Mogami River.

Year's end still in straw hat and sandals

Sadly, I part from you; Like a clam torn from its shell, I go, and autumn too.

Even in Kyoto/Hearing the cuckoo's cry/I long for Kyoto

If I had the knack I'd sing like Cherry flakes falling

For this lovely bowl let us arrange these flowers since there is no rice.

Old dark sleepy pool... Quick unexpected frog Goes plop! Watersplash!

Farewell, my old fan. / Having scribbled on it, / What could I do but tear it / At the end of summer?

The old pond, ah! A frog jumps in: The water's sound.

Just washed, How chill The white leeks!

Around existence twine, (Oh, bridge that hangs across the gorge!) ropes of twisted vine.

At the ancient pond the frog plunges into the sound of water

From all these trees, in the salads, the soup, everywhere, cherry blossoms fall.

Fresh spring! / The world is only Nine days old - / These fields and mountains!