Several ripe persimmons Left on the branches; Gray clouds come and go. — Santoka Taneda Copy Share Image
Several ripe persimmons Left on the branches; Gray clouds come and go. — Santoka Taneda Copy Share Image
Haiku is not a shriek, a howl, a sigh, or a yawn; rather, it is the deep breath of life. — Santoka Taneda Copy Share Image
Do not be attached to the past or wait for the future. Be grateful for each day, that is enough. I do not believe… — Santoka Taneda Copy Share Image
Real haiku is the soul of poetry. Anything that is not actually present in one's heart is not haiku. The moon glows, flowers bloom,… — Santoka Taneda Copy Share Image
