Even In Kyoto/hearing The Cuckoo's Cry/i Long

Come Out To View / The Truth Of Flowers Blooming / In Poverty.

If I Had The Knack I'd Sing Like Cherry Flakes Falling

Go To The Object. Leave Your Subjective Preoccupation With Yourself. Do Not Impose Yourself On The Object. Become One With The Object. Plunge Deep Enough Into The Object To See Something Like A Hidden Glimmering There.

Awakened At Midnight By The Sound Of The Water Jar Cracking From The Ice

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