Matsuo Basho Poems

What fish feel,
birds feel, I don't know--
the year ending.
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How admirable!
to see lightning and not think
life is fleeting.
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Stillness--
the cicada's cry
drills into the rocks.
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A man, infirm
With age, slowly sucks
A fish bone.
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Yo no naka wa kutte hako shite nete okite
Sate sono ato wa shinuru bakari zo
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First winter rain--
even the monkey
seems to want a raincoat.
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A wild sea-
In the distance over Sado
The Milky Way
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Fleas, lice,
a horse peeing
near my pillow.
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Spring rain
leaking through the roof
dripping from the wasps' nest.
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The dragonfly
can't quite land
on that blade of grass.
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