Real haiku soul poetry. Anything present one’s heart haiku. moon glows — Sant?�ka Taneda, Mountain Tasting: Haiku Journals Santoka Taneda

Journals of Santoka Taneda Mountain Tasting: Haiku Sant?�ka Taneda

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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.

Sant?�ka Taneda, Mountain Tasting: Haiku and Journals of Santoka Taneda

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