Dienstag, 17. Februar 2009

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17.02.2009 - Interpretation of dali48

With me was the knowledge that that fellow Ikkyu (1394-1481) twice contemplated suicide - I have said "fellow", because the priest Ikkyu is known even to children as a most amusing person - and because anecdotes about his limitlessly eccentric behaviour have come down to us in ample numbers - It is said of him that children climbed his knee to strike his beard, that wild birds took feed from his hand...

"If there is a God, let him help me. If there is none, let me throw myself to the bottom of the lake and become food for fishes." - Leaving behind these words he sought to throw himself into a lake, but was held back...

He gave his collected poetry the title "Collection of the Roiling Clouds" - and himself used the expression "Roiling Clouds" as a pen name - In his collection and its succesor are poems quite without parallel in the Chinese and especially the Zen poetry - of the Japanese middle ages, erotic poems and poems about the secrets of the bedchamber that leave one in utter astonishment - He sought, by eating fish and drinking spirits and having intercourse with women, to go beyond the rules and proscriptions of the Zen of his day - and to seek liberation from them, and thus, turning against established religious forms, he sought in the pursuit of Zen - the revival and affirmation of the essence of life, of human existence, in civil war and moral collapse - His temple, the Daitokuji at Murasakino in Kyoto, remains a centre of the tea ceremony - and specimens of his calligraphy are gently admired as hangings in alcoves of tea rooms... (Y. Kawabata, Nobel L. 1968)


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