Spring Rain...
Spring Rain - By Matsuo Basho Spring rain leaking through the roof dripping from the wasps' nest. First of all, that doesn't even seem like a poem worthy of publishing. What the fuck? And don't tell me it's filled with metaphors and beautiful imagery. I call bullshit. I think this dude was probably super smart but maybe he was really strong or had crazy eyes or he was awesome with a Samurai sword and people were just intimidated. "Hey check out my awesome poem." "Uh, that doesn't really make much sense Matsuo." "You motherfucker. I'm gonna chop your fucking head off!!!" "Ahhhh! No No Matsuo! It's awesome. The metaphors. The beautiful imagery. You're the man! "Thank you my son." I mean, the poem is really clear and succinct but it doesn't go anywhere. I don't even understand the connection between the second and third line. If the spring rain is leaking through the roof and dripping from the wasps'...