I had a book titled The Haiku Masters, and surprisingly, it did not include any by Basho. The editor explained that the haiku masters were those considered to be among the greatest of poets. Basho is not considered a master: he is The Haiku Poet. So, rather than write about Basho, I think it's best just to provide a few samples of his poetry.
Basho's Four Seasons:
Spring:
April's air stirs in
Willow-leaves . . . a butterfly
Floats and balances
Summer:
Lonely silenceA single cicada's cry
Sinking into stone
Autumn:
A solitary
Crow on a bare branch--
Autumn evening
Winter:
the sea darkening,
the wild duck's call
faintly white
Spring poem:
A Little Treasury of Haiku
Avenel Books
Peter Beilenson, trans.
Summer and autumn poems:
The Sound of Water
Shambhala Centaur Editions
Sam Hamill, trans.
Winter poem:
Basho's Haiku
SUNY Press
David Landis Barnhill, trans.
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