Matsuo Basho

japanese garden

Three of my most favourite Haiku from the Master himself.


Wrapping dumplings in

bamboo leaves, with one finger,

she tidies her hair


 

The old pond

A frog leaps in

The sound of water…


 

Won’t you come and see

the loneliness? Just one leaf

from the kiri tree.

 

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