A monk sips morning tea
A monk sips morning tea,
it's quiet,
the chrysanthemum's flowering.
Translated by Robert Hass
poem by Matsuo Basho
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Inspired by Basho - Morning Tea
morning tea
fragrance lights up the mind
like dawn sun
morning tea
fragrance tips the mind
like dawn sun
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A monk sips morning tea,
It's quiet,
The chrysanthemum's flowering.
-Matsuo Basho-
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Before the white chrysanthemum
Before the white chrysanthemum
the scissors hesitate
a moment.
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poem by Yosa Buson
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The morning glory also
The morning glory also
turns out
not to be my friend.
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Coolness of the melons
Coolness of the melons
flecked with mud
in the morning dew.
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A snowy morning
A snowy morning--
by myself,
chewing on dried salmon.
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New Year's morning
New Year's morning:
the ducks on the pond
quack and quack.
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poem by Kobayashi Issa
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These sea slugs
These sea slugs,
they just don't seem
Japanese.
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poem by Kobayashi Issa
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A bee
A bee
staggers out
of the peony.
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poem by Matsuo Basho
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Even with insects
Even with insects--
some can sing,
some can't.
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poem by Kobayashi Issa
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That wren
That wren--
looking here, looking there.
You lose something?
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Hey, sparrow!
Hey, sparrow!
out of the way,
Horse is coming.
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poem by Kobayashi Issa
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They end their flight
They end their flight
one by one---
crows at dusk.
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poem by Yosa Buson
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Visiting the graves
Visiting the graves,
the old dog
leads the way.
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poem by Kobayashi Issa
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Napped half the day
Napped half the day;
no one
punished me!
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First day of spring
First day of spring--
I keep thinking about
the end of autumn.
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poem by Matsuo Basho
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The toad! It looks like
The toad! It looks like
it could belch
a cloud.
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poem by Kobayashi Issa
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How much
How much
are you enjying yourself,
tiger moth?
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poem by Kobayashi Issa
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Seen
Seen
through a telescope:
ten cents worth of fog.
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My arm for a pillow
My arm for a pillow,
I really like myself
under the hazy moon.
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A caterpillar
A caterpillar,
this deep in fall--
still not a butterfly.
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