- 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. It is a way in which
- the cold winter rain, the swallows of evening, even the very day in
- its hotness, and the length of the night, become truly alive, share
- in our humanity, speak their own silent and expressive lanugage.
- ~R.H.Blyth~ Haiku, Volume One
"A long thing is ... -R.H.Blyth- |
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