I Felt Quite At Home, / As

Learn About A Pine Tree From A Pine Tree, And About A Bamboo Plant From A Bamboo Plant.

All My Friends / Viewing The Moon – / An Ugly Bunch.

Every Moment Of Life Is The Last, Every Poem Is A Death Poem.

Go To The Pine If You Want To Learn About The Pine, Or To The Bamboo If You Want To Learn About The Bamboo. And In Doing So, You Must Leave Your Subjective Preoccupation With Yourself. Otherwise You Impose Yourself On The Object And You Do Not Learn.

When Composing A Verse Let There Not Be A Hair's Breath Separating Your Mind From What You Write; Composition Of A Poem Must Be Done In An Instant, Like A Woodcutter Felling A Huge Tree Or A Swordsman Leaping At A Dangerous Enemy.