I
pulled my copy of the collected poetry and writing of Matsuo Basho
off the bookshelf recently and started to re-read it. This time I
approached it a new way.
Basho
is probably the greatest poet of the Japanese haiku style,
which is characterized by a delightful and ironic styles compacted
into just over a dozen syllables in a three stanza structure. Some
call him the Japanese Thoreau because, in addition to being the
acknowledged master of this poetic form, he exemplified a peripatetic
lifestyle that forms the backdrop of his life and work. His poetry
emerges from the travels he takes back and forth across the Japanese
landscape in the middle of the 1600's. Alone, accompanied by younger
poets, on foot or on horseback, he visits shrines, old friends and
sites of rare natural beauty.
I
had read through his poems and travelogues several times before, but
this time I decided to follow them with maps and pictures. I kept my
tablet open as I read and whenever he mentions where he is, I tracked
it on the map and photo software. Of course the landscape is
radically different from his experience. Now there are skyscrapers,
power lines and paved multi-lane freeways all across the landscape.
Nevertheless, many of the natural sites and temples have changed
little, so I can view something of what inspired his poems.
Basho
may have been a Buddhist priest or at least presented himself as one,
and his style has deeply influenced the aesthetic and subject matter
of later Zen poetry.
Yours
in the Dharma,
Innen,
doshu
om
namo amida butsu
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