What did Matsuo Basho mean by: Winter garden, the moon thinned to a thread, insects singing. - Matsuo Basho Poet · Japan Copy
+ Learn how to listen as things speak for themselves. Feraz Zeid, July 13, 2023December 12, 2023, Matsuo Basho, Speak, 0 - Matsuo Basho Poet · Japan
+ Not to think of yourself / as someone who did not count — / Festival of the Souls. Feraz Zeid, January 16, 2024January 16, 2024, Matsuo Basho, Festivals, Soul, 0 - Matsuo Basho Poet · Japan
+ The old pond, ah! A frog jumps in: The water’s sound. Feraz Zeid, July 27, 2023December 12, 2023, Matsuo Basho, Ponds, Sound, Water, 0 - Matsuo Basho Poet · Japan
+ Old pond, frog jumps in – plop. Feraz Zeid, June 28, 2023December 12, 2023, Matsuo Basho, Frogs, Ponds, 0 - Matsuo Basho Poet · Japan
+ Friends part foreverwild geese lost in cloud Feraz Zeid, August 3, 2023December 12, 2023, Matsuo Basho, Clouds, Lost, 0 - Matsuo Basho Poet · Japan
+ Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone. Feraz Zeid, January 16, 2024January 16, 2024, Matsuo Basho, Moon, Night, Ponds, 0 - Matsuo Basho Poet · Japan
+ Even in Kyoto/Hearing the cuckoo’s cry/I long for Kyoto Feraz Zeid, October 2, 2023December 26, 2023, Matsuo Basho, 0 - Matsuo Basho Poet · Japan
+ Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home. Feraz Zeid, September 28, 2023December 26, 2023, Matsuo Basho, Heal, Nature, 0 - Matsuo Basho Poet · Japan
The flower is the poetry of reproduction. It is an example of the eternal seductiveness of life. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
The moon looks upon many night flowers; the night flowers see but one moon. - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
You moon, have you done something wrong in heaven / That God has hidden your face? - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
Gray hairs seem to my fancy like the soft light of the moon, silvering over the evening of life. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
Gardening is an art form, but it has lost its sense of history. - William Howard Adams Historian · USA
Blot out the moon, Pull down the stars. Love in the dark, for we’re for the dark So soon, so soon. - Jean Rhys Writer · Dominica
I live alone, with cats, books, pictures, fresh vegetables to cook, the garden, the hens to feed. - Jeanette Winterson Author · England
There’s the moon asking to stay long enough for the clouds to fly me away - Jeff Buckley Singer-songwriter
