Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.
Matsuo BashoRead
When I speak My lips feel cold - The autumn wind.
Interpretation
The quote conveys a deep connection between the speaker's emotions and the changing seasons, particularly autumn.
In this quote, Matsuo Basho expresses an intimate relationship between his inner feelings and the external environment. The coldness of his lips reflects the chill of autumn, suggesting a sense of solitude and introspection that often accompanies this season. It captures the essence of how nature can deeply influence and mirror our emotional states, reminding us of the profound bond between humanity and the natural world.
In practice
In a poetry reading focused on nature's influence, this quote could evoke a deeper appreciation for autumn.
Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.
Now the swinging bridge Is quieted with creepers ... Like our tendrilled life.
Winter solitude- in a world of one colour the sound of the wind.
The moon and sun are travelers through eternity. Even the years wander on. Whether drifting through life on a boat or climbing toward old age leading a horse, each day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
Ballet in the air... Twin butterflies until, twice white They Meet, they mate
Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
To watch this crystal globe just sent from heaven to associate with me. While these clouds and this somber drizzling weather shut all in, we two draw nearer and know one another.
Isimangaliso must be the only place on the globe where the oldest land mammal (rhinoceros) and the world biggest terrestrial mammal (elephant) share an ecosystem with the world's oldest fish (coelacanth) and the world's biggest marine mammal (whale)
All the world lies warm in one heart, yet the Sierra seems to get more light than other mountains. The weather is mostly sunshine embellished with magnificent storms, and nearly everything shines from base to summit - the rocks, streams, lakes, glaciers, irised falls, and the forests of silver fir and silver pine.
The Nile, draining out into the Mediterranean. The bright lights of Cairo announce the opening of the north-flowing river’s delta, with Jerusalem’s answering high beams to the northeast. This 4,258 mile braid of human life, first navigated end-to-end in 2004, is visible in a single glance from space.
For millions of Americans, climate change is no longer just a chart or a graph. It's the smoke on our tongues from massive wildfires. It's the floodwater invading our homes and record-breaking hurricanes and heat waves.
This is a delicious evening, when the whole body is one sense, and imbibes delight through every pore.
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