Matsuo Basho

A Ball of Snow

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My friend Sora had moved in nearby, and we visit each other anytime, night or day. While I am preparing a meal, he breaks up branches for the fire; when I boil tea, he breaks up ice for the water. He likes the solitary life and our friendship is as strong as iron. One night after a snowfall he came visiting:

you make the fire
and I’ll show you something wonderful:
a big ball of snow!

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