Matsuo Basho must have wondered what his legacy would be. I suppose...
I suppose
I’ll fade as all flowers
and poets do
.
as clouds that gather
and dissipate
in the summer heat
.
as thoughts
that cross one’s mind
from time to time
.
one forgets
when one is done
I suppose
— Bashō no yōna, thinking about Matsuo Basho
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