Matsuo Basho Quotes

Old Pond, Leap-splash - A Frog.

Not To Think Of Yourself / As Someone Who Did Not Count -- / Festival Of The Souls.

The Sea Darkens And A Wild Duck S Call Is Faintly White.

Fresh Spring! / The World Is Only Nine Days Old - / These Fields And Mountains!

Spring Rain Conveyed Under The Trees In Drops.

From All These Trees, In The Salads, The Soup, Everywhere, Cherry Blossoms Fall.

At The Ancient Pond The Frog Plunges Into The Sound Of Water

If I Had The Knack I'd Sing Like Cherry Flakes Falling

Around Existence Twine, (oh, Bridge That Hangs Across The Gorge!) Ropes Of Twisted Vine.

Just Washed, How Chill The White Leeks!

The Old Pond, Ah! A Frog Jumps In: The Water's Sound.

Farewell, My Old Fan. / Having Scribbled On It, / What Could I Do But Tear It / At The End Of Summer?