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#498- famous haiku- Basho, Buson, Issa

in the sea-surf edge

mingling with bright small shells

bush-clover petals

~Basho

my two plum trees are

so gracious…see, they flower

one now, one later

~Buson

in city fields

contemplating cherry trees

strangers are like friends

~Issa

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#459 – Basho – famous spring haiku

April’s air stirs in

willow- leaves…a butterfly

floats and balances

White cloud of mist

above white cherry blossoms

dawn shining mountains

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#442 – Famous spring haiku

The spring night-

in a dawn of cherry blossoms

it ended

~Basho

Spring too, very soon!
They are setting the scene for it —
plum tree and moon

~Basho

Under the image of Buddha
All these spring flowers
Seem a little tiresome.

~Basho

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#412 – Basho

drinking morning tea
the monk is peaceful
the chrysanthemum blooms

Awakened at midnight
by the sound of the water jar
cracking from the ice

Winter solitude–
in a world of one color
the sound of wind

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#382 – Famous Basho Haiku

Winter downpour –
even the monkey
needs a raincoat.

Winter solitude–
in a world of one color
the sound of wind.

I’m a wanderer
so let that be my name –
the first winter rain

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#347 – famous Basho haiku

moonless night…
a powerful wind embraces
the ancient cedars

all night
autumn winds being heard
behind the mountains

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#204- tranquil, famous haiku

There is something about haiku classics that is incredibly placid that I struggle to replicate.  I think it is essential in our knock down warp speed world to step back and appreciate the small things and to be observant.  This is what haiku does for me – I hope you enjoy the following

Women planting rice

ugly every bit about them

but their ancient song

– Raizan

For a lovely bowl

Let us arrange these flowers…

Since there is no rice

– Basho

Deep in dark forest

A woodcutter’s dull axe talking…

And a woodcutter

– Buson

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