furu ike ya / kawazu tobikomu / mizu no oto
This is a haiku, which every Japanese knows and loves, by Japan’s most famous poet, Matsuo Bashō (1644 – 1694).
It almost sounds unfinished, but that is exactly the point. It does not lecture or bore you with details. Like an impressionist painting, it is a snapshot of reality in broad strokes, devoid of interpretation.
Which pond? Where? What happened after? Well, the possibilities are infinite. So, feel free to imagine.
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