Yo no naka wa kutte hako shite nete okite
Sate sono ato wa shinuru bakari zo
In this world of ours,
We eat only to cast out,
Sleep only to wake,
And what comes after all that
Is simply to die at last.
Notes
Translation by. Prof.Nobuyuki Yuasa
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stunning
perfection no other words needed -
I believe this is the best written piece of truth I have ever read.
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It depends whether dying is good or not. But poem is definitely reflective of our Nature.
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all season
Basho is the father of haiku. His thoughts are extremely realistic . No one can escape through his music magic. This one is as sweet as any other of his haikus. -
To this I would say, "For everything under the sun there is a season." I don't believe dying is so bad either.
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so true, yet much less depressing as this poem would have me believe. it's Life. it's industrialism, in my opinion, that restricts us.
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