First blossoms.
Seeing them extends my life seventy-five more years.
~Matsuo Bashō, “haiku 96”, from “Reading Basho with My Ten Year Old” in Paris Review, April 29, 2020
Notes:
- Photo: DK on Run This morning. 6:11 am.
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Matsuo Bashō, born 松尾 金作, was the most famous poet of the Edo period in Japan. He is recognized as the greatest master of haiku. He was born in 1644 and died in 1694
Live & Learn 
yes!!
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Exquisite…
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I love how you send me in so many directions with the quotes you choose. I am in awe of your ability to dig into your vast storage for SOMETHING applicable. I am constantly finding myself sitting here thinking, have I read nothing? But then I think, this is what David does, he shares what touches him in some way and we all grow. Thank you.
Beautiful image, once again!
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Awww yes Dale. This is it, exactly as you have outlined it. If it moves me, it goes up. This genius Haiku poet from the 1600s captures the beauty in a few words/lines. Feeling like I feel hundreds of years later. I’m awed by all of it.
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I love that you do. My horizons have widened exponentially since “meeting” you! Yes. And I loved that article. Sharing Basho with her 10-year old and seeing how clearly the imagery formed in his head…and the to write them, himself. Wow. Just. Wow.
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Agree!
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Read your comment, shaking my head, Yes. She’s captured it. What I feel and why I do it. Thank you.
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A double comment response! Whoa… 😉
Thank you for being you.
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!!!!!
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I cannot not pick on you! Ok?
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Huh?
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Photo is too special to pick on you. This is sacred.
“he himself most valued his ability to write poems that required another poet to add lines to his prompt, to which he would add additional lines. He valued most his ability to share a creative space.”
So you too 🙏🏻
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So Deep! Thank you. (I may need Translation. :))
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These are not my words, DK. I quoted Marie Mutsuki Mockett.
I’m just saying you are like that too!
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Marie Mutsuki Mockett. Never heard of her. Have to look her up. Thank you.
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Omg!!!!!!!!!
Dear David, it’s The Paris Review story, YOUR haiku source from THIS POST.
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OMG. No words.
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I just lost my faith in humanity!
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Gotta keep you on your toes.
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I’ve been trying so hard to be nice and normal. And you go and hand me this on a silver tray, no, on a diamond studded 24-carat gold tray.
YOU better stay on your toes, I’m watching you now, k?
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So this is nice?
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I’ll start tomorrow 🙂
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Ha! So good.
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It’s never stopped you before. Some sort of religious abstinence, can’t hammer on Friends for a week?
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LAUGHING……
No religious abstinence. Just training myself to be more nice and normal.
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Just spewed water on the table. Right!!
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I’m trying. If I can achieve that by the time I’m 50 it’ll be the biggest achievement of my life 🙂
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Here’s a tip. Start with habit change that has more than 2% chance of success.
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How is this a tip?
You know, I’ve been trying all my life. I’ll stop all attempts over 50.
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LAUGHING!
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Reblogged this on It Is What It Is and commented:
Awesome!! … ‘First blossoms. Seeing them extends my life seventy-five more years. ~Matsuo Bashō, “haiku 96”, from “Reading Basho with My Ten Year Old” in Paris Review, April 29, 2020.
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Gorgeous Dogwood tree on stately grounds…I took a photo of a gorgeous Dogwood tree up the road just late yesterday afternoon (my favorite Dogwood was the one in my childhood backyard, a Red Cherokee we also have native White Dogwoods it is such a Joy to spot one in the woods or along the hwy and my 2nd favorite destroyed when they tore down a local school)…he might take me for a drive today asked if I’d like to I said yes…I said the name of where I want to go he said why I said because every year I drive there to see the most magnificent huge Magnolia tree… I also have a favorite native Oak, favorite Chestnut trees, Willow, Aspen and Old Growth Fir…I’ve had a Love Affair with Trees since my very early Childhood…and I was in the bedroom when we were a young married couple when a cedar came down on the room I was in…that was an experience…I spent the rest of the night on the kitchen floor with my head against the refrigerator and my feet at the stove I figured that if the rest of the school marm tree came down it would squish the refrig and stove so I’d be safe…
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So love this: “I spent the rest of the night on the kitchen floor with my head against the refrigerator and my feet at the stove I figured that if the rest of the school marm tree came down it would squish the refrig and stove so I’d be safe”
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Searching the comments to get an ID on the tree. Down here in Texas we only have white dogwoods (that I am aware of). Love this tree. I have to have one. Cherokee Red, yes?
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Absolutely no clue (and I grew up in Canada in Trees). Sad, really!
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beautiful photo – a sure sign of Spring. It seems your runs are a source of inspiration for your blogs!
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They are Jim. Thank you.
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Blossom time is so beautiful after a bleak winter, especially this year with the virus putting a damper on life. The blossoms give new hope for happiness.
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So agree Anneli. Spring, this year, feels extraordinarily special.
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This is exquisite.
Alas, we are still waiting for buds… and waiting… and waiting. I fear I might be 75 by the time they get here!
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Awwwww, they’re coming Louise. They’re coming.
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Spring!
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Yes!
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Beautiful pic and quote! Love his work. ‘There is nothing you can see that is not a flower; there is nothing you can think that is not the moon.’ Matsuo Basho
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Thank you Karen. Me too…
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You live in a very beautiful area….
I can’t seem to sub to you and it’s VERY annoying. I’m sighing to WP but they don’t hear me.
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Sub?
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…scribe ! (????? GOOD morning!)
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