Without further comment... in his inclement, howling old age, Ahab’s soul, shut up in
“Be sick and tired of yesterday’s self”—Basho, as rendered by Jeff Robbins on basho4humanity.— Pico Iyer (@PicoIyer) January 30, 2019
Nothing I saw when I read Narrow Road to the Interior struck me with the immediacy of this quotation. Maybe it's time for another look.
And at the basho4humanity site
The attachment to Oldness
is the very worst disease
a poet can have.