What did Matsuo Basho mean by: With every gust of wind, the butterfly changes its place on the willow. - Matsuo Basho Poet · Japan Copy
+ Winter solitude- in a world of one colour the sound of the wind. Feraz Zeid, January 16, 2024January 16, 2024, Matsuo Basho, Solitude, Wind, Winter, 0 - Matsuo Basho Poet · Japan
+ Breaking the silence Of an ancient pond, A frog jumped into water – A deep resonance. Feraz Zeid, January 16, 2024January 16, 2024, Matsuo Basho, Ponds, Silence, Water, 0 - Matsuo Basho Poet · Japan
+ At the ancient pond the frog plunges into the sound of water Feraz Zeid, June 16, 2023December 12, 2023, Matsuo Basho, Ponds, Sound, Water, 0 - Matsuo Basho Poet · Japan
+ Along my journey / through this transitory world, / new year’s housecleaning. Feraz Zeid, January 16, 2024January 16, 2024, Matsuo Basho, Journey, New year, 0 - Matsuo Basho Poet · Japan
+ Real poetry, is to lead a beautiful life. To live poetry is better than to write it. Feraz Zeid, January 16, 2024January 16, 2024, Matsuo Basho, Beautiful, Writing, 0 - Matsuo Basho Poet · Japan
+ Do not resemble me-Never be like a musk melon Cut in two identical halves. Feraz Zeid, January 16, 2024January 16, 2024, Matsuo Basho, Individuality, 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
+ This autumn- why am I growing old? bird disappearing among clouds. Feraz Zeid, January 16, 2024January 16, 2024, Matsuo Basho, Autumn, Bird, Clouds, 0 - Matsuo Basho Poet · Japan
I have not been so much pushed by winds as pulled forward by the force of my decisions. - Jean Kwok Author
The sea and wind can at the same time convey my neighbour’s vessel and my own. - Jean-Baptiste Say Economist · France
I’m goin’ where the wind don’t blow so strange, maybe off on some high cold mountain chain. - Jerry Garcia
Our purpose is to lean against the winds of deflation or inflation, whichever way they are blowing. - William McChesney Martin
A little rain beats down a big wind. Long drinking bouts break open the tun(der). - François Rabelais Author · France
