Famous Basho Poems by Famous Poets
These are examples of famous Basho poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous basho poems. These examples illustrate what a famous basho poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).
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Matsuo Basho
Wrapping the rice cakes,
with one hand
she fingers back her hair....Read more of this...
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Matsuo Basho
Cold night: the wild duck,
sick, falls from the sky
and sleeps awhile....Read more of this...
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Matsuo Basho
Fleas, lice,
a horse peeing
near my pillow....Read more of this...
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Matsuo Basho
An old silent pond...
A frog jumps into the pond,
splash! Silence again. ...Read more of this...
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Matsuo Basho
First day of spring--
I keep thinking about
the end of autumn....Read more of this...
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Matsuo Basho
Taking a nap,
feet planted
against a cool wall....Read more of this...
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Matsuo Basho
The dragonfly
can't quite land
on that blade of grass....Read more of this...
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Matsuo Basho
Coolness of the melons
flecked with mud
in the morning dew....Read more of this...
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Matsuo Basho
Moonlight slanting
through the bamboo grove;
a cuckoo crying....Read more of this...
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Matsuo Basho
In the cicada's cry
No sign can foretell
How soon it must die. ...Read more of this...
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Matsuo Basho
Spring rain
leaking through the roof
dripping from the wasps' nest....Read more of this...
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Matsuo Basho
Spring:
A hill without a name
Veiled in morning mist.
The beginning of autumn:
Sea and emerald paddy
Both the same green.
The winds of autumn
Blow: yet still green
The chestnut husks.
A flash of lightning:
Into the gloom
Goes the heron's cry....Read more of this...
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Matsuo Basho
A monk sips morning tea,
it's quiet,
the chrysanthemum's flowering....Read more of this...
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Matsuo Basho
Bush warbler:
shits on the rice cakes
on the porch rail....Read more of this...
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Matsuo Basho
At a hermitage:
A cool fall night--
getting dinner, we peeled
eggplants, cucumbers....Read more of this...
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Matsuo Basho
When the winter chrysanthemums go,
there's nothing to write about
but radishes....Read more of this...
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Matsuo Basho
This old village--
not a single house
without persimmon trees....Read more of this...
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Matsuo Basho
Heat waves shimmering
one or two inches
above the dead grass....Read more of this...
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Matsuo Basho
A field of cotton--
as if the moon
had flowered....Read more of this...
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Matsuo Basho
Blowing stones
along the road on Mount Asama,
the autumn wind....Read more of this...
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Matsuo Basho
First winter rain--
even the monkey
seems to want a raincoat....Read more of this...
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Matsuo Basho
Winter garden,
the moon thinned to a thread,
insects singing....Read more of this...
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Matsuo Basho
Awake at night--
the sound of the water jar
cracking in the cold....Read more of this...
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Matsuo Basho
The squid seller's call
mingles with the voice
of the cuckoo....Read more of this...
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Matsuo Basho
Staying at an inn
where prostitutes are also sleeping--
bush clover and the moon....Read more of this...
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