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final notice(s)

Haiku masters were expected to write a final death poem; here are the big 3.

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falling ill on a journey
my dreams go wandering
over withered fields

– Basho, 1644-1694

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the night almost past
through the white plum blossoms
a glimpse of dawn

– Buson, 1716-1784

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a bath when you’re born
a bath when you die
how stupid

– Issa, 1763-1828

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then there’s

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Death poems
are mere delusion —
death is death

– Toko, 1710–1795

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and, while not haiku, still most excellent…

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Bury me when I die
beneath a wine barrel
in a tavern.
With luck
the cask will leak.

Moriya Sen’an (d. 1838)

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