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We're all Bashos on this Bus

Where free will ends and our muses begin:

...This something in me took to writing poetry years ago, merely to amuse itself at first, but finally making it its lifelong business. It must be admitted, however, that there were times when it sank into such dejection that it was almost ready to drop its pursuit, or again times when it was so puffed up with pride that it exulted in vain victories over others. Indeed, ever since it began to write poetry, it has never found peace with itself, always wavering between doubts of one kind and another. At one time it wanted to gain security by entering the service of a court, and at another it wished to measure the depth of its ignorance by trying to be a scholar, but it was prevented from either because of its unquenchable love of poetry. The fact is, it knows no other art than the art of poetry, and therefore, it hangs on to it more or less blindly. -- Matsuo Basho 1644-1694

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solri
Aug. 29th, 2014 11:34 am (UTC)
Nicely put - and I love your title!
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