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Tensorspace1: In my dark winter Lying ill ... At last I ask How fares my neighbour? — Matsuo Basho (1644-94)

fraveris: "In the scent of plum blossoms, The sudden sun comes up - Ah the mountain path! " Matsuo Bashô Polaroid Andrei Tarkovski

SleimanAzizi: A tribute to Matsuo Basho in Koto City Ward.

TATJANASL: Takashi Shimura in 'Ikiru' (1952) , Akira Kurosawa Chishu Ryu "Real poetry, is to lead a beautiful life. To live poetry is better than to write it. " Matsuo Basho

mikerburch: Winter coming: my neighbor, how does he continue? ― Matsuo Basho, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

kkcaseman: "Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself." -Matsuo Basho

cfretreats: The journey itself is my home. - Matsuo Basho

SampayoZabala: “The moon and sun are eternal travellers. Even the years wander on. Whether drifting through life on a boat or in old age leading a tired horse into the years, each day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.” ―Matsuo Bashō.

WAZAshop_: Matsuo Bashō is recognised as Japan's greatest haiku master. The haiku in the picture is a tongue-in-the-cheek reflection on people (and poets) who wax lyrical about the moon, and the welcome respite offered by clouds…

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huegolden: I haven’t smiled so hard all week.

ceiklosv: Twilight whippoorwill whistle on, sweet deepener Of dark loneliness Matsuo Bashō.

mobozzen: “Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.” Matsuo Bashō 松尾 芭蕉 (1644–1694) was the most famous poet of Edo period Japan. He was a teacher who later renounced social, urban life for the wilderness to gain inspiration for his poetry.

SEContractor: Great words from Matsuo Basho...I couldn't agree more! via:

GatelessStudio: Today's Google Earth trip had me strolling the shores of Lake Biwa near Kyoto. Lots of beautiful shorelines, but this temple extending over the lake was where I spent my afternoon sketching. It’s called Ukimido Hall and was a favorite spot of the haiku poet Matsuo Basho.

TheRiverTao: "How admirable, He who thinks not: Life is fleeting When he sees the lightning!" — Basho Matsuo

EstherHawdon: "Very brief ― Gleam of blossoms in the treetops On a moonlit night" Basho Matsuo (image: Koson Ohara)

EstherHawdon: "How many, many things they bring to mind -- Cherry blossoms!" Basho Matsuo (images: Koitsu Tsuchiya)

dogankarakaya: "The old pond, A frog jumps in: Plop!" ~Matsuo Basho

chrisplough: “Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of others, instead, seek what they sought.” --Matsuo Basho

canokar: Turkey’s older generation are literally not listening to COVID-19 warnings and are refusing to stay in their homes. Like teenagers. So we’ve had to start dismantling their benches. I may disagree with Turkish governance most of the time but: BRAVO!

chop466: Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself. - Matsuo Bashō

fraveris: "Under the almond blossom Stir and boil the humanity" Matsuo Bashô Van gogh

relopezbriega: 3 of 5 stars to The Narrow Road to the Deep North and... by Matsuo Bashō

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The_Big_Quiet: Sitting quietly, doing nothing Spring comes, and the grass grows by itself. -- Matsuo Bashō

factsarestated: The moon is brighter since the barn burned. Matsuo Basho Julia Barretto IAmU NoSecrets

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SamEdwardd: "Do you want me to drop this cunt?" Recently declassified helmet-cam footage shows Australian Special Forces shoot & kill an unarmed, innocent Afghan farmer. 3 shots in the head. Tantamount to war crimes.

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