Thursday, November 29, 2018

Matsuo Basho

The butterfly
perfuming its wings
fans the orchid

Saturday, November 24, 2018

Kobayashi Issa

Standing beneath cherry blossoms
who can be strangers?

Ralph Waldo Emerson


The only way to have a friend is to be one.

Wednesday, November 21, 2018

Ralph Waldo Emerson

It is not the length of life, but the depth.

Tuesday, November 20, 2018

how grateful I am
being on the other side
watching snow fall down

Monday, November 19, 2018

Hisajo Sugita

This day of chrysanthemums
I shake and comb my hair,
as their petals shed rain

Saturday, November 17, 2018

Matsuo Basho

Come, investigate lonliness!
a solitary leaf
clings to the Kiri tree

Tuesday, November 13, 2018

Ralph Waldo Emerson

The purpose of life is not to be happy. It is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate, to have it make some difference that you have lived and lived well.

Inahata Teiko

Falling snowflakes'
glitter
tinsels the sea

Friday, November 9, 2018

Matsuo Basho

High-altitude rose petals
falling
falling
falling:
the melody of a waterfall.

Wednesday, November 7, 2018

Matsuo Basho

Morning glories blossom,
reinforcing the old fence gate.

Tuesday, November 6, 2018

Takaha Shugyo

Our life here on earth:
to what shall we compare it?
It is not like a rowboat
departing at daybreak,
leaving no trace of us in its wake?

Monday, November 5, 2018

Ralph Waldo Emerson

What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us.

Masaoka Shiki

After the fireworks,
the spectators departed:
how vast and dark the sky!
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