Kashima Mode. Pilgrimage to Kashima, the deer island.
BASHO Matsuo, WALTER Alain (trans.).

Kashima Mode. Pilgrimage to Kashima, the deer island.

William Blake
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N° d'inventaire 25232
Format 15 x 24
Détails 78 p., black and white illustrations, paperback with flaps.
Publication Paris, 2018
Etat Nine
ISBN 9782841032242
Since his last journey two years earlier, Bashô (1644-1694) had not set foot on the road again and lived peacefully in his Banana Tree Hermitage on the banks of the Sumida River in Edo (present-day Tokyo), devoting himself to writing, reading, and teaching haikai, or chained poetry. Suddenly, in mid-autumn 1687, he was struck by the desire to go and see the full moon at the Kashima Shrine, the Deer Island.
So he set off on his "slender legs" with two friends. One was a samurai without a patron, the other a monk carrying a statue of the Buddha on his back. But then the sky became cloudy. Would they be able to contemplate the moon? From this excursion (about 90 km), sometimes on foot, sometimes by boat along the water, across the moorland whose bushes of lespedeza were covered with mauve flowers, where the stems of grasses were waving, through the rice paddies that were beginning to be harvested, he brought back this charming and brief account, a series of notes that could be compared to an album of sketches and washes.
We find there the humor and humanism of the poet, his lively sensitivity to nature, his communion with the writers of the past, his mystical elevation. As always, he proceeds by allusions, quotations that we have explained and commented on in our glosses. AW
Since his last journey two years earlier, Bashô (1644-1694) had not set foot on the road again and lived peacefully in his Banana Tree Hermitage on the banks of the Sumida River in Edo (present-day Tokyo), devoting himself to writing, reading, and teaching haikai, or chained poetry. Suddenly, in mid-autumn 1687, he was struck by the desire to go and see the full moon at the Kashima Shrine, the Deer Island.
So he set off on his "slender legs" with two friends. One was a samurai without a patron, the other a monk carrying a statue of the Buddha on his back. But then the sky became cloudy. Would they be able to contemplate the moon? From this excursion (about 90 km), sometimes on foot, sometimes by boat along the water, across the moorland whose bushes of lespedeza were covered with mauve flowers, where the stems of grasses were waving, through the rice paddies that were beginning to be harvested, he brought back this charming and brief account, a series of notes that could be compared to an album of sketches and washes.
We find there the humor and humanism of the poet, his lively sensitivity to nature, his communion with the writers of the past, his mystical elevation. As always, he proceeds by allusions, quotations that we have explained and commented on in our glosses. AW