Haiku Quotes

#1. dozing on horseback
smoke form the tea-fires
drifts to the moon #Quote by Basho Matsuo

#2. arms thrashing
dragging bodies from the sea
limp dreams #Quote by Elancharan Gunasekaran

#3. Every week it's another opportunity to really make that work and figure out how to make it work better. And I love that it's like theater, too, and the audience, and it's so short. It's only 20 minutes. It's like a haiku or something. #Quote by Joan Cusack

#4. Wilted or in bloom,
taking or lending daylight,
the world transitions. #Quote by Richelle E. Goodrich

#5. Oh, sweet cherry tree-
how lovely your blossoms are.
Spring brings joy to life. #Quote by A.K. White

#6. Compliments land as
soft and gentle on my ears
as a butterfly. #Quote by Richelle E. Goodrich

#7. forge forever on
tho' dark death rewards us all
forge forever on #Quote by Kurt Brindley

#8. A haiku is not a poem, it is not literature; it is a hand beckoning, a door half-opened, a mirror wiped clean. It is a way of returning to nature, to our moon nature, our cherry blossom nature, our falling leaf nature, in short, to our Buddha nature. #Quote by R.H. Blyth

#9. No literary work longer than a haiku is going to be entirely without faults. #Quote by Philip Pullman

#10. A weeping grey sky
descends on my umbrella-
Bright daffodils dance. #Quote by A.K. White

#11. Twinkle tiny star.
Oh, how great you truly are!
God's sign from afar. #Quote by Richelle E. Goodrich

#12. The blue of daylight
fades and chills as the sun sinks
beneath clouds of fire. #Quote by Richelle E. Goodrich

#13. As a woman still,
without the right kind of mouth,
my tongue's of no use. #Quote by Kristen Henderson

#14. I've seen people twitter in haiku only. #Quote by Biz Stone

#15. Haiku is a way of culling things from the stream of things that rush past the senses. #Quote by Michael J. Rosen

#16. So amaze! Such name!
Sssssarah with five s's is
Still two syllablessssss #Quote by Rick Riordan

#17. Mizuta Masahide's haiku: "My barn having burned down / I can now see the moon. #Quote by Sarah Lewis

#18. Mists may blur vision,
Doubts to lies are heavy mists,
Truth clears for all ways."
~ Angelica Hopes, Haiku
an excerpt from If I Could Tell You #Quote by Angelica Hopes

#19. I see the beauty
All around me I see it
The polished faces #Quote by Nicole Eskuri

#20. stronger than mountains.
a place where my heart
feels the safest-
underneath his shirt. #Quote by Sanober Khan

#21. Calligraphy of geese
against the sky-
the moon seals it. #Quote by Yosa Buson

#22. Settle down nighttime.
Cast away arduous thoughts
Peace belongs to you. #Quote by Araali Ewya X, "Kierra C.T. Banks"

#23. The haiku that reveals seventy to eighty percent of its subject is good. Those that reveal fifty to sixty percent, we never tire of. #Quote by Matsuo Basho

#24. Real haiku is the soul of poetry. Anything that is not actually present in one's heart is not haiku. The moon glows, flowers bloom, insects cry, water flows. There is no place we cannot find flowers or think of the moon. This is the essence of haiku. Go beyond the restrictions of your era, forget about purpose or meaning, separate yourself from historical limitations - there you will find the essence of true art, religion, and science. #Quote by Santoka Taneda

#25. A Dear John haiku:

This isn't working.
I hope we can still be friends.
Please don't kill my cat. #Quote by Tom Dheere

#26. It is only a barbarous mind that sees other than the flower, merely an animal mind that dreams of other than the moon. #Quote by Matsuo Basho

#27. Absence of problems
does not lead to happiness.
Dealing with them does. #Quote by J. Benson

#28. Dead my old fine hopes
And dry my dreaming but still ...
Iris, blue each spring #Quote by Shushiki

#29. I seldom feel trapped by my world. Setting up rules and restrictions is part of the process. It gives your world shape. I always look at these things like haiku: you have to work within certain parameters, but within them, you're completely free. #Quote by Richard Kadrey

#30. Dogs have hair. Cats, fur.
Dogs whine, yip, howl, bark. Cats purrr.
I say: No contest. #Quote by Lee Wardlaw

#31. The only problem
with Haiku is that you just
get started and then #Quote by Roger McGough

#32. Gingerbread houses
with gumdrops and peppermint
and marshmallow snow. #Quote by Richelle E. Goodrich

#33. The River Mogami has drowned
Far and deep
Beneath its surging waves
The flaming sun of summer #Quote by Matsuo Basho

#34. Describe plum-blossoms?
Better than my verses ... white
Wordless Butterflies #Quote by Reikan

#35. Blood is really warm,
it's like drinking hot chocolate
but with more screaming. #Quote by Ryan Mecum

#36. I recently got into Haiku in Japan and I just think it's fantastic. Obviously, when you get rid of a whole section of illusion in your mind you're left with great precision. #Quote by John Lennon

#37. O Muse, let us now
Sing in praise of botanists!
They do plant stuff. Yay. #Quote by Rick Riordan

#38. Everyone in this house
has gray hair, walks with a cane,
visits the graveyard #Quote by Matsuo Basho

#39. I wrote this HAIKU cuz today NYC definitely looks like a wonderland. ENJOY
what is winter but
a pastry chef gone crazy
frosting all in sight
Robin Glasser
have fun in the snow #Quote by Robin Glasser

#40. Amorous cat, alas
You too must yowl with your love...
or even worse, without! #Quote by Basho Matsuo

#41. Never mourn the loss of a map.
There remains a world to discover. #Quote by Vijay Fafat

#42. Every bonsai
dreams of being a tall tree -
until the wind blows #Quote by Don Barnard

#43. One famous Japanese haiku illustrates the state that Sid managed to discover in himself. It is one that Joseph Goldstein has long used to describe the unique attentional posture of bare attention: The old pond. A frog jumps in. Plop!2 Like so much else in Japanese art, the poem expresses the Buddhist emphasis on naked attention to the often overlooked details of everyday life. Yet, there is another level at which the poem may be read. Just as in the parable of the raft, the waters of the pond can represent the mind and the emotions. The frog jumping in becomes a thought or feeling arising in the mind or body, while "Plop!" represents the reverberations of that thought or feeling, unelaborated by the forces of reactivity. The entire poem comes to evoke the state of bare attention in its utter simplicity. #Quote by Mark Epstein

#44. Some believe they can,
Some believe that they cannot.
Both are clearly right #Quote by J. Benson

#45. his abuse
makes her an anvil
without spark #Quote by Munia Khan

#46. Meditation is
The practice of letting go
Of life each moment

Each in breath followed by out,
Receiving life, letting go

Practice letting go,
Then when death knocks on your door
You'll invite him in #Quote by Eric Overby

#47. No misery
ever so beautiful
than the one
this mind creates. #Quote by Vivid Darkness

#48. Home at six AM.
Is it still a walk of shame?
I was shooting porn. #Quote by Asa Akira

#49. Japan

Today I pass the time reading
a favorite haiku,
saying the few words over and over.

It feels like eating
the same small, perfect grape
again and again.

I walk through the house reciting it
and leave its letters falling
through the air of every room.

I stand by the big silence of the piano and say it.
I say it in front of a painting of the sea.
I tap out its rhythm on an empty shelf.

I listen to myself saying it,
then I say it without listening,
then I hear it without saying it.

And when the dog looks up at me,
I kneel down on the floor
and whisper it into each of his long white ears.

It's the one about the one-ton
temple bell
with the moth sleeping on its surface,

and every time I say it, I feel the excruciating
pressure of the moth
on the surface of the iron bell.

When I say it at the window,
the bell is the world
and I am the moth resting there.

When I say it into the mirror,
I am the heavy bell
and the moth is life with its papery wings.

And later, when I say it to you in the dark,
you are the bell,
and I am the tongue of the bell, ringing you,

and the moth has flown
from its line
and moves like a hinge in the air above our bed. #Quote by Billy Collins

#50. If a man is only as good as his word,
then I want to marry a man with a vocabulary like yours.
The way you say dicey and delectable and octogenarian
in the same sentence - that really turns me on.
The way you describe the oranges in your backyard
using anarchistic and intimate in the same breath.

I would follow the legato and staccato of your tongue
wrapping around your diction
until listening become more like dreaming
and dreaming became more like kissing you.

I want to jump off the cliff of your voice
into the suicide of your stream of consciousness.
I want to visit the place in your heart where the wrong words die.
I want to map it out with a dictionary and points
of brilliant light until it looks more like a star chart
than a strategy for communication.
I want to see where your words are born.
I want to find a pattern in the astrology.

I want to memorize the scripts of your seductions.
I want to live in the long-winded epics of your disappointments,
in the haiku of your epiphanies.
I want to know all the names you've given your desires.
I want to find my name among them,

'cause there is nothing more wrecking sexy than the right word.
I want to thank whoever told you
there was no such thing as a synonym.
I want to throw a party for the heartbreak
that turned you into a poet.

And if #Quote by Mindy Nettifee

#51. O snail
Climb Mount Fuji
But slowly, slowly! #Quote by Kobayashi Issa

#52. two feet tall,
the crimson-budded roses,
their young thorns
tender in
the soft spring rain #Quote by Shiki Masaoka

#53. Dude, this isn't cool
Dude just tried to eat my dude
That's my dead dude, dude #Quote by Rick Riordan

#54. Your tummy, soft as
warm dough. I knead and knead, then
bake it with a nap. #Quote by Lee Wardlaw

#55. Percy shrugged. Okay. But a word of advice: when you see Apollo, don't mention haiku. #Quote by Rick Riordan

#56. Ah, it is spring,
Great spring it is now,
Great, great spring -
Ah, Great - #Quote by Matsuo Basho

#57. Meaning lies as much in the mind of the reader as in the Haiku. #Quote by Douglas Hofstadter

#58. A finger beckons.
My choice is to turn away.
It is a mistake. #Quote by Richelle E. Goodrich

#59. NEW HAIKU
One breathy vowel
mists the glass warming window
panes crystalled with snow
Robin Glasser #Quote by Robin Glasser

#60. Many solemn nights
Blond moon, we stand and marvel...
Sleeping our noons away #Quote by Basho Matsuo

#61. Here
I'm here-
the snow falling. #Quote by Kobayashi Issa

#62. It is not merely the brevity by which the haiku isolates a particular group of phenomena from all the rest; nor its suggestiveness, through which it reveals a whole world of experience. It is not only in its remarkable use of the season word, by which it gives us a feeling of a quarter of the year; nor its faint all-pervading humour. Its peculiar quality is its self-effacing, self-annihilative nature, by which it enables us, more than any other form of literature, to grasp the thing-in-itself. #Quote by Reginald Horace Blyth

#63. Oh, mightiest wind,
wilt thou cease thy breathing in
and hold thy exhales? #Quote by Richelle E. Goodrich

#64. Eminem found a legendary voucher in the form of Dr. Dre. He also perfected a unique performance style: as Sasha Frere-Jones wrote in "Haiku for Eminem" after the release of The Marshall Mathers LP, "The way you sound black/when you are conversating/but white when you rap. #Quote by Matthew Gasteier

#65. Venison Haiku
Deer, O dear, you're
heart's centered in my cross-hairs.
I love venison. #Quote by Beryl Dov

#66. Sure, sis!' Then he raised his hands in a stop everything gesture. 'I feel a haiku coming on. #Quote by Rick Riordan

#67. I know I shouldn't be writing haiku now, so close to my death. But poetry is all I've thought of for over fifty years. When I sleep, I dream about hurrying down a road under morning clouds or evening mist. When I awaken I'm captivated by the mountain stream's interesting sounds or the calls of wild birds. Buddha called such attachment wrong, and of this I am guilty. But I cannot forget the haiku that have filled my life. #Quote by Jane Hirshfield

#68. Down between the walls
Where the iron laws insist
The dusky voices echo. #Quote by Fuad Alakbarov

#69. What I'm trying to do is to tell young people that I teach them how to breathe before I teach the haiku. That one breath, that one breath, because the haiku keeps you alive. It keeps you going. If you learn how to breath the haiku, you learn how to breathe. If you learn how to breathe, you're much healthier. #Quote by Sonia Sanchez

#70. Your life is your own lesson. Right or wrong you have to deal with it by yourself."

Ravi Sathasivam / Sri Lanka
All rights are reserved @ 2018 - Ravi Sathasivam #Quote by Ravi Sathaivam / Sri Lanka

#71. Letmeoutletme
outletmeoutletmeout.
Wait--let me back in!
...
Letmeinletme
inletmeinletmein.
Wait--let me back out! #Quote by Lee Wardlaw

#72. Dreams like a podcast,
Downloading truth in my ears.
They tell me cool stuff."
"Apollo?" I guess, because I figured nobody else could make a haiku that bad.
He put his finger to his lips. "I'm incognito. Call me Fred."
"A god named Fred? #Quote by Rick Riordan

#73. I give you my heart
I mean metaphorically
Put away that knife #Quote by Rick Riordan

#74. Old pond - frogs jumped in - sound of water #Quote by Basho Matsuo

#75. Don't worry, spiders,
I keep house
casually. #Quote by Robert Hass

#76. A gift is never empty if you find the gift-box useful. #Quote by Richelle E. Goodrich

#77. opened cage
if only you'd obey the words of spring
go in please #Quote by Elancharan Gunasekaran

#78. Hippopotamus,
As the leaves fall to the ground
Mechs now leave Japan #Quote by Jo Walton

#79. Grammar is nothing
But a slave-master of words:
Unchain your language! #Quote by Noel Shafi

#80. And so I was left with a mantra, a sort of haiku version of our relationship: I don't regret one day I spent with him, nor did I leave a moment too soon. #Quote by Padma Lakshmi

#81. Dying cricket -
how full of
life, his song. #Quote by Matsuo Basho

#82. How fragile, how ephemeral in flight
This life -- for instance: butterfly, alight! #Quote by Kim Soin

#83. And what does he have to say to the impressionable young student at his side? That all poets must eventually bow before the haiku. Bow before the haiku! Can you imagine." "For my part," contributed the Count, "I am glad that Homer wasn't born in Japan." Mishka #Quote by Amor Towles

#84. It takes me living an intentional, mindful, and quiet life to hear or see what's here. Great art doesn't necessarily create something new, it helps you appreciate what's already here. #Quote by Eric Overby

#85. Tidal waves surge forward,
And in their wake, Stale water is replenished.
(Haiku from Chapter Thirty, SHADOWWATER) #Quote by Wendy Shreve

#86. I'm writing my name
Like I used to write lovers'
Over and over #Quote by Jessica Lucci

#87. Besides, if you want to write something perfect, write a haiku. Anything longer is bound to have a few passages that don't work as well as they might. #Quote by Philip Pullman

#88. Why so scrawny, cat?
Starving for fat fish or mice ...
Or backyard love? #Quote by Matsuo Basho

#89. My stomach rumbles.
Plates of cookies, cake, and fudge.
Christmastime is here. #Quote by Richelle E. Goodrich

#90. I sit by the window - the spring breeze fills my room with the smell of orange blossoms. #Quote by Meeta Ahluwalia

#91. We had a threesome
You, me and my depression
Depression fucks hard #Quote by Benedict Smith

#92. West Virginia Haiku
"Some hippie burned my
'Support Coal' bumper sticker
using solar power. #Quote by Beryl Dov

#93. haze-brained nitwit

pickle-head froggy leg soup

murky

daunting

gone #Quote by Moonshine Noire

#94. He is not elegant enough for a sonnett, too well-thought-out for a free write, taking too much space in my thoughts to ever be a haiku. #Quote by Elizabeth Acevedo

#95. The story of Issa, the eighteenth-century Haiku poet from Japan. Through a succession of sad events, his wife and all his five children died. Grieving each time, he went to the Zen Master and received the same consolation: "Remember the world is dew." Dew is transient and ephemeral. The sun rises and the dew is gone. So too is suffering and death in this world of illusion, so the mistake is to become too engaged. Remember the world is dew. Be more detached, and transcend the engagement of mourning that prolongs the grief. After one of his children died, Issa went home unconsoled, and wrote one of his most famous poems. Translated into English it reads, The world is dew. The world is dew. And yet. And yet. #Quote by Os Guinness

#96. Unto you is born
in the city of David
a Savior for all. #Quote by Richelle E. Goodrich

#97. Reading haiku is as much an art as writing it. The reader needs to pause and listen to the silences, to feel the spaces between the words, and to journey into the depths of many multi-colored worlds. #Quote by Harley King

#98. Praise me, demigods!
I made you this helpful film.
Trust me. It's awesome.
- Haiku by Apollo introducing his orientation film Welcome to Camp Half-Blood

Trust me. The film was more awful than awesome. - P. J. #Quote by Rick Riordan

#99. haiku were not written to be weighed down with commentary.

(Buson, p. 103) #Quote by Harold Gould Henderson

#100. Born on straw at night
under low stable rafters,
Baby Jesus cried. #Quote by Richelle E. Goodrich

#101. Good genre movies are a little bit like trying to write a haiku. There are certain things that you have to do to fulfill the audience's expectations, but inside that, you have complete freedom to talk about whatever you want. Who wants to see a movie about gun violence in America and class? But, if you set it in this terrifying, fun, roller coaster ride of a movie, you can talk about whatever you want. That's been the game that genre movies play, when they do it well. #Quote by Ethan Hawke

#102. Used to be goddy Now uptown feeling shoddy Bah, haiku don't rhyme #Quote by Rick Riordan

#103. Beth from accounting
is just sitting in her car
eating spaghetti. #Quote by Ryan Mecum

#104. The Christmas spirit
whispers softly in my ear,
Go be of good cheer. #Quote by Richelle E. Goodrich

#105. A box sits empty,
wanting to hold and protect.
Hollow tears it cries. #Quote by Richelle E. Goodrich

#106. Stretched by an idea,
we can aspire to new heights,
new ways of thinking. #Quote by J. Benson

#107. So I don't think I'll make Poet Laureate,
but I swear I'm not twisted and bitter,
If finely-wrought talents
don't weigh in the balance,
I can always write haiku on Twitter. #Quote by Rosy Cole

#108. I stumble and fall.
I weep and struggle to rise.
My mom feels it all. #Quote by Richelle E. Goodrich

#109. if but a moment
i have with you, one that's spent
dancing, i'm content (a haiku by bodhinku) #Quote by Bodhi Smith

#110. Some of my pictures are poem-like in the sense that they are very condensed, haiku-lik. There are others that, if they were poetry, would be more like Ezra Pound. There is a lot of information in most of my pictures, but not the kind of information you see in documentary photography. There is emotional information in my photographs. #Quote by Sally Mann

#111. Relationship Haiku
Friendship needs just two.
Hot relationships needs three.
But bitches can't count. #Quote by Beryl Dov

#112. Remember technology does not make good work. You can still write a poem on a brown paper bag, and haiku is just as profound as the pyramids. #Quote by James Turrell

#113. No poem of mine will, be as beautiful as the one; I create on your lips. #Quote by Seekerohan

#114. Maybe that's a haiku, maybe not, it might be a little too complicated," said Japhy. "A real haiku's gotta be as simple as porridge and yet make you see the real thing, like the greatest haiku of them all probably is the one that goes 'The sparrow hops along the veranda, with wet feet.' By Shiki. You see the wet footprints like a vision in your mind and yet in those few words you also see all the rain that's been falling that day and almost smell the wet pine needles."

(The Dharma Bums, Chap. 8) #Quote by Jack Kerouac

#115. Architecture is a discipline that takes time and patience. If one spends enough years writing complex novels one might be able, someday, to construct a respectable haiku. #Quote by Thom Mayne

#116. Fine. If you insist.
I'll try Just.One.Nibble. But
I won't enjoy it. #Quote by Lee Wardlaw

#117. What a strange thing!
to be alive
beneath cherry blossoms. #Quote by Kobayashi Issa

#118. Whirling of her skirts,
a chequered carpet beneath-
sunset dawns outside. #Quote by Geetika Kohli

#119. Three Haiku, Two Tanka

(Kyoto)

CONFIDENCE
(after Bashō)


Clouds murmur darkly,
it is a blinding habit -
gazing at the moon.



TIME OF JOY
(after Buson)


Spring means plum blossoms
and spotless new kimonos
for holiday whores.



RENDEZVOUS
(after Shiki)


Once more as I wait
for you, night and icy wind
melt into cold rain.



FOR SATORI


In the spring of joy,
when even the mud chuckles,
my soul runs rabid,
snaps at its own bleeding heels,
and barks: "What is happiness?"



SOMBER GIRL


She never saw fire
from heaven or hotly fought
with God; but her eyes
smolder for Hiroshima
and the cold death of Buddha. #Quote by Philip Appleman

#120. My children are monsters, Kiro thought. And I am responsible. Perhaps if I had read them the haikus of Basho when they were little instead of that American manifesto of high-pressure sales, Green Eggs and Ham ... #Quote by Christopher Moore

#121. She is silk--
essence of power,
in command. #Quote by Tara Estacaan

#122. on this mountain
sorrow...tell me about it
digger of wild yams #Quote by Basho Matsuo

#123. In prose, you have a lot more room for digression, for very meaty kinds of dialogues. In graphic novels, you're writing haiku-length dialogue. Your job is to be efficient, to get out of the way of the art. #Quote by G. Willow Wilson

#124. Exhale the remnants/Of wounds that steal your freedom./No more prisons. Breathe. #Quote by Staci Backauskas

#125. If this were real life,
Ed would have looked at her neck-
bite, dead, burp, credits. #Quote by Ryan Mecum

#126. The author of haiku should be absent, and only the haiku present. #Quote by Anne Bancroft

#127. Anger arises,
Notice it, breathe in, breathe out,
Anger falls away

Worry arises,
Notice it, breathe in, breathe out,
Worry falls away

As peace arises,
Notice it, breathe in, breathe out,
Peace too falls away #Quote by Eric Overby

#128. Oklahoma Haiku
"Don't know why they ain't
got twister fries at Sonic."
'McDonald's got'em. #Quote by Beryl Dov

#129. I
Keep writing.
Not because I want to.
It's a respiratory illness. #Quote by Jonathan Heatt

#130. When you are composing a verse, let there not be a hair's breadth separating your mind from what you write. Quickly say what is in your mind; never hesitate a moment. #Quote by Robert Hass

#131. Lay down your roots now,
let them wrap tight around mine,
sink deep in the soil. #Quote by Tyler Knott Gregson

#132. No building should be
A secret from Apollo
Or drop bricks on him #Quote by Rick Riordan

#133. You burn like a candle
inside my soul,
showing me a way
through this darkness. #Quote by Vivid Darkness

#134. The sun shines, snow falls, mountains rise and valleys sink, night deepens and pales into day, but it is only very seldom that we attend to such things ... When we are grasping the inexpressible meaning of these things, this is life, this is living. To do this twenty-four hours a day is the Way of Haiku. It is having life more abundantly. #Quote by R.H. Blyth

#135. Every time I try to disown that concept for myself, which is a really healthy perspective, they bring it back all the time. It's so serious and so real and so tangible that you don't want to taint it with anything other than the thing itself. I was tickled pink with my very zen self, walking around saying that I made a record because I wanted to make a record. That's so beautiful. It's like a haiku poem. That takes away all the tension and the expectation. I just want to try to do something interesting. #Quote by Gavin Rossdale

#136. I mean just look at haiku, the idea of it. We want to focus on that singularity, on that simplicity, but we still want to add features and add value, but we want to do it in a way that fits in with that mentality of simplicity. You have to spend a lot of time thinking about it. #Quote by Biz Stone

#137. Wise men come to see
a child of greater wisdom
and honor divine. #Quote by Richelle E. Goodrich

#138. A whiff of fresh mint
that tastes like strawberry pie.
Your kisses tempt me. #Quote by Richelle E. Goodrich

#139. The similarity between Van Gogh, Haiku poetry, and good photography is the concern for mortality. That things are very fleeting, that there are people who are more sensitive to death than others. The threat of time is of great concern to them. And the camera is a very appropriate instrument for many. #Quote by Dennis Stock

#140. Nobody can be angry and write a Hokku at the same time. Likewise, if you are crying, express your tears in seventeen syllables and you feel happy. No sooner are your thoughts down on paper, than all connection between you and the pain which caused you to cry is severed, and your only feeling is one of happiness that you are a man capable of shedding tears. #Quote by Soseki Natsume

#141. Great works of art in all cultures succeed in capturing within the constraints of their form both the pathos of anguish and a vision of its resolution. Take, for example, the languorous sentences of Proust or the haiku of Basho, the late quartets and sonatas of Beethoven, the tragicomic brushwork of Sengai or the daunting canvases of Rothko, the luminous self-portraits of Rembrandt and Hakuin. Such works achieve their resolution not through consoling or romantic images whereby anguish is transcended. They accept anguish without being overwhelmed by it. They reveal anguish as that which gives beauty its dignity and depth. #Quote by Stephen Batchelor

#142. You may exist in
this world
but I exist too
and I will not yield #Quote by Matthew Quick

#143. Miss Universe Contest Protest Haiku
Fundamentalists
protest Miss Universe contest.
Go home, beat their wives. #Quote by Beryl Dov

#144. If you're an oak
you don't pretend
you are a flower #Quote by Matsuo Basho

#145. A great Zen master said just before he died, "From the bathtub, to the bathtub, I have uttered stuff and nonsense." The bathtub in which the baby is washed at birth, the bathtub in which the corpse is washed before burial, all this time I have said much nonsense. #Quote by Alan W. Watts

#146. Oh, don't be afraid of dreams," a voice said right next to me. I looked over. Somehow, I wasn't surprised to find the homeless guy from the rail yard sitting in the shotgun seat. His jeans were so worn out they were almost white. His coat was ripped, with stuffing coming out. He looked kind of like a teddy bear that had been run over by a truck. "If it weren't for dreams," he said, "I wouldn't know half the things I know about the future. They're better than Olympus tabloids." He cleared his throat, then held up his hands dramatically: "Dreams like a podcast, Downloading truth in my ears. They tell me cool stuff." "Apollo?" I guessed, because I figured nobody else could make a haiku that bad. He put his finger to his lips. "I'm incognito. Call me Fred." "A god named Fred?" "Eh, well ... Zeus insists on certain rules. Hands off, when there's a human quest. Even when something really major is wrong. But nobody messes with my baby sister. Nobody." "Can #Quote by Rick Riordan

#147. It's the simple things in your life that make up the bulk of it. The mundane is where we live and we end up missing most of it. We find it again in the silence and in attention of everyday life. #Quote by Eric Overby

#148. Oxford, England Haiku
City shrouded in fog
and within the blinding mist
we found each other. #Quote by Beryl Dov

#149. The most notable function of Japanese art is to express the melancholy of mortality and the inevitable decay of beauty, to act as the catalyst for the experience of extreme sorrow. The mindfulness is found in every aspect of Japanese culture, in pottery, pop songs, haiku, and even in the way of tea. When it comes to achieving that desired quality of existential desolation in Japanese garden, it's moss that gets the job done. #Quote by Vivian Swift

#150. If it weren't for dreams," he said. "I wouldn't know half the things I know about the future. They're better than Olympus tabloids." He cleared his throat then held up his hands dramatically:
"Dreams like a podcast,
Downloading truth in my ears.
They tell me cool stuff"
"Apollo?" I guessed, because I figured nobody else could make a haiku that bad.
He put his finger to his lips, "[Shh] I'm incognito. Call me Fred. #Quote by Rick Riordan

#151. April's air stirs in
Willow-leaves ... a butterfly
Floats and balances #Quote by Matsuo Basho

#152. I write for pages,
get lost in the mezzanine
hidden from stages. #Quote by Kristen Henderson

#153. Shepherds lift their heads,
not to gaze at a new light
but to hear angels. #Quote by Richelle E. Goodrich

#154. Trapped in inferno
It blazed brighter than the sun
His desire for her #Quote by Archana Chaurasia Kapoor

#155. Moon woke me up
nine times
- still just 4 a.m. #Quote by Basho Matsuo

#156. HAIKU Dropped a blueberry Under the oven it rolls Goodbye, forever #Quote by Asa Akira

#157. The love of nature is religion, and that religion is poetry; these three things are one thing. This is the unspoken creed of haiku poets. #Quote by R.H. Blyth

#158. A goodbye at the gate," said Hobie. He seemed to be talking partly to himself. "That's what he would have wanted. The parting glimpse, the death haiku - he wouldn't have liked to leave without stopping to speak to someone along the way. 'A teahouse amid the cherry blossoms on the way to death. #Quote by Donna Tartt

#159. Mary and Joseph
huddle snugly together.
They cradle God's son. #Quote by Richelle E. Goodrich

#160. haiku moment: that moment of absolute intensity when the poet's grasp of his intuition is complete, so that the image lives its own life. Such #Quote by Kenneth Yasuda

#161. A gentleman will
Never allow a lady
To feel less than grand. #Quote by Richelle E. Goodrich

#162. Regarding R. H. Blyth: The first book in English based on the saijiki is R. H. Blyth's Haiku, published in four volumes from 1949 to 1952. After the first, background volume, the remaining three consist of a collection of Japanese haiku with translations, all organized by season, and within the seasons by traditional categories and about three hundred seasonal topics. #Quote by Reginald Horace Blyth

#163. Trip Advisor: Travel the World with Haiku [D]
Jerusalem, Israel
Jews pray motionless
and the Western Wall shakes.
It's all relative.

Capetown, South Africa
And the coloured girls say,
'We're not Africaans, we're English.'
In a total Africaans accent.

Bulls Bay, Jamaica
Weed, rum, guava jelly,
Reggae, Marley, Red Stripe beer,
O Baby, jerk that chicken.

Istanbul, Turkey
I asked my driver,
'Why do you believe in Allah?'
He answers: 'If not, He hit me!'

Cairo, Egypt
Cairo International Airport,
Porter drops my bags six times.
Descendents of the Pharaohs, my ass.

Santorini Island, Greece
Greeks are like the current,
They push you over and then
Try to suck you in.

Christiania, Denmark
One thousand drug dealers,
Five hundred thousand tourists.
Alway$ Chri$tma$ here.* #Quote by Beryl Dov

#164. Zero cavities.
Two abortions. One divorce.
Thirty years on Earth. #Quote by Asa Akira

#165. But then foreign critics right away made sweeping comparisons to haiku, noh theater, and directors like Ozu, as if the movie were somehow representative of Japan - which was, well, not what I was after. Similarly, with After Life, I deliberately set out to make a movie that was unlike what I imagined the foreign conception of Japan to be, and I figured non-Japanese wouldn't find it interesting at all. #Quote by Hirokazu Koreeda

#166. Footsteps of success,
are trailed by fading footprints,
of failures past.. #Quote by J. Benson

#167. People don't get me
it's more rule than exception
God bless exceptions #Quote by Beth Myrle Rice

#168. Knut, this is Jude. Remember I told you about him? He writes poetry." Knut looked my half-Japanese self up and down. "Haiku?" he guessed. "Gesundheit," I muttered sourly. #Quote by J.L. Merrow

#169. Haiku is not a shriek, a howl, a sigh, or a yawn; rather, it is the deep breath of life. #Quote by Santoka Taneda

#170. coronavirus
the last thing we expected
mindful quarantine
~haiku of hope #Quote by Donald T Iannone, D.Div.

#171. Tanka
Black-and-white Holsteins
Crowd downfield at feeding time,
Mingling their blotches.
It is like ice breaking up
In a dark, swollen river. #Quote by Richard Wilbur

#172. Maine Haiku
"Winter don't matter
when there's steaming lobster and
girls are steaming hot. #Quote by Beryl Dov

#173. I exaggerate
There is a lie in my truth
Look! My soul is blue #Quote by A.A. Patawaran

#174. He cleared his throat and held up one hand dramatically.
"Green grass breaks through snow.
Artemis pleads for my help.
I am so cool."
He grinned at us, waiting for applause.
"That last line was four syllables." Artemis said.
Apollo frowned. "Was it?"
"Yes. What about I am so bigheaded?"
"No, no, that's six syllable, hhhm." He started muttering to himself.
Zoe Nightshade turned to us. "Lord Apollo has been going through this haiku phase ever since he visited Japan. Tis not as bad as the time he visited Limerick. If I'd had to hear one more poem that started with, There once was a godess from Sparta-"
"I've got it!" Apollo announced. "I am so awesome. That's five syllables!" He bowed, looking very pleased with himself. #Quote by Rick Riordan

#175. thinking how soon
all in this world passes
I loved
the yellow roses
that now have scattered #Quote by Shiki Masaoka

#176. Bruised knees cramp my style.
They scream cheap whore,
when I am an expensive one. #Quote by Asa Akira

#177. Indra Haiku
Diddling Ahala,
Indra, the Thousand-Eyed God,
flecked with vaginas. #Quote by Beryl Dov

#178. Gentle love,
warming the heart,
like sunlight dancing on fingertips. #Quote by Jessica De La Davies

#179. To freeze the moment
In seventeen syllables
Is very diffic

- Haiku No. 1 #Quote by John Cooper Clarke

#180. A violinist fiddled.
With strings resined for winter.
Summer's light splintered. #Quote by H.S. Crow

#181. Artemis grit her teeth. "I need a favor. I have some hunting to do, alone. I need you to take my companions to Camp Half-Blood."
"Sure Sis!" then he raised his hands in a "stop everything" gesture. "I feel a haiku comIng on."
The Hunters all groaned. Apparently they'd met Apollo before.
He cleared his throat and held up one hand dramatically.
"Green grass breaks through snow.
Artemis pleads for my help.
I am so awesome. #Quote by Rick Riordan

#182. Such a little child
To send to be a priestling ...
Icy poverty #Quote by Shiki

#183. Did you just say you
Think Mansfield Park is boring?
Get out of my house. #Quote by Joel Derfner

#184. I often think of my work as visual haiku. It is an attempt to evoke and suggest through as few elements as possible rather than to describe with tremendous detail. #Quote by Michael Kenna

#185. If the world stops spinning, slowing to a crawl. I will continue to dream of you. Until, I no longer dream at all. #Quote by Jessica De La Davies

#186. Reading haiku is like viewing a photograph or a painting. A haiku is a moment of time, isolated, and held up for viewing. #Quote by Harley King

#187. No trail to follow
where the teacher has wandered off-
the end of autumn. #Quote by Yosa Buson

#188. I usually begin a poem in longhand. I like to sit where I have a nice view, ideally, although I worked on haiku this weekend at an airport. I'm not one to romanticize inspiration. I try to get to the work. #Quote by Pat Mora

#189. A bush-warbler,
Coming to the verandah-edge,
Left its droppings
On the rice-cakes. #Quote by Matsuo Basho

#190. I do not know the day
my pain will end yet
in the little garden
I had them plant
seeds of autumn flowers #Quote by Shiki Masaoka

#191. a broken mirror
tries hard to fix itself
everytime she smiles at it #Quote by Soman Gouda

#192. it turned out that there was something terribly stressful about visual telephone interfaces that hadn't been stressful at all about voice-only interfaces. Videophone consumers seemed suddenly to realize that they'd been subject to an insidious but wholly marvelous delusion about conventional voice-only telephony. They'd never noticed it before, the delusion... ...A traditional aural-only conversation.. ...let you enter a kind of highway-hypnotic semi-attentive fugue: while conversing, you could look around the room, doodle, fine-groom, peel tiny bits of dead skin away from your cuticles, compose phone-pad haiku, stir things on the stove; you could even carry on a whole separate additional sign-language-and-exagerrated-facial-expression type of conversation with peoople right there in the room with you, all while seemingg to be right there attending closely to the voice on the phone. And yet even as you were dividing your attention between the phone call and all sorts of other idle little fuguelike activities, you were somehow never haunted by the suspicion that the person on the other end's attention might be similarly divided. #Quote by David Foster Wallace

#193. Today is the best day for you to create any sort of masterpiece. Do it.
Because flowers have no hope for the tomorrow, either the river has no return".

Ravi Sathasivam / Sri Lanka #Quote by Ravi Sathasivam / Sri Lanka

#194. She is the light,
at the end
of this endless tunnel. #Quote by Vivid Darkness

#195. Look, don't kill that fly!
It is making a prayer to you
By rubbing its hands and feet #Quote by Kobayashi Issa

#196. Come windless invader
I am a carnival of
Stars, a poem of blood. #Quote by Sonia Sanchez

#197. Bitting into heads
is much harder than it looks.
The skull is feisty. #Quote by Ryan Mecum

#198. In pale moonlight / the wisteria's scent / comes from far away. #Quote by Yosa Buson

#199. If you were silent
Flight of herons on dark sky...
Oh! Autumn snowflakes! #Quote by Sokan

#200. When you touch a life,
strive to leave it the better
for the change you make #Quote by J. Benson