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Hoe Bashō zijn innerlijke onrust vastlegd in woorden, wauw! : ‘In this mortal frame of mine which is made of a hundred bones and nine orifices there is something, and this something is called a wind-swept spirit for lack of a better name, for it is much like a thin drapery that is torn and swept away at the slightest stir of the wind.’

‘A lively cherry
In full bloom
Between the two lives
Now made one.’