The Basis Of Art Is Change In

Real Poetry, Is To Lead A Beautiful Life. To Live Poetry Is Better Than To Write It.

Twilight Whippoorwill... Whistle On, Sweet Deepener Of Dark Loneliness

The Haiku That Reveals Seventy To Eighty Percent Of Its Subject Is Good. Those That Reveal Fifty To Sixty Percent, We Never Tire Of.

Winter Garden, The Moon Thinned To A Thread, Insects Singing.

Sabi Is The Color Of Haikai. It Is Different From Tranquility. For Example, If An Old Man Dresses Up In Armor And Helmet And Goes To The Battlefield, Or In Colorful Brocade Kimono, Attending (his Lord) At A Banquet, [sabi] Is Like This Old Figure.