On Trying

I’ve tried, I’ve tried again,
I suppose,
I’ll try again

Bashō no yōna, New year, 2024

On Sisyphus, the Greek who would roll an immense boulder up a hill only for it to roll back down again; on Albert Einstein, who defined insanity as doing something over and over again expecting a different result; on writing the perfect haiku. Matuso Basho composed tens of thousands of haiku in his lifetime, a thousand or so were recorded.

His most famous haiku, the one that made him famous, is about a frog, a pond, and the sound of water.

古池や蛙飛こむ水のをと

Furuike ya | an old pond
kawazu tobikomu | a frog, any frog, big or small
mizu no oto | sound of water

Matsuo Basho, 1686

Funny that, it has been translated in so many ways and languages.

une petite grenouille, un vieil étang, qu’est-ce que c’est, que j’entends l’eau parle

ein Frosch, ein alter Teich, das Wasser spricht

una rana un viejo parca et el agua habla

Basho in other voices
“ein Frosch, ein alter Teich, das Wasser spricht,” but not for the snail who has no eyes or ears

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