Buy The Narrow Road to the Deep North and Other Travel Sketches (Classics) New Impression by Matsuo Basho, Nobuyuki Yuasa (ISBN: ). The Narrow Road to the Deep North (奥の細道 Oku no Hosomichi) is the title of famed haiku poet Matsuo Basho’s most famous work, a poem-filled travelogue. The Narrow Road to the Deep North, travel account written by Japanese haiku master Bashō as Oku no hosomichi (“The Narrow Road to Oku”), published in.
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Mar 02, G. It manages to strike a delicate balance between all the elements to produce a powerful account. Clear voiced cuckoo, Even you will need The silver wings of a crane To span the islands of Matsushima.
The Narrow Road to the Deep North and Other Travel Sketches (Yuasa)
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I felt deeply in my heart both the sorrow of one that goes and the grief of one that remains, just as a solitary bird separated from his flock in dark cloudsand wrote in answer: Return to Book Page.
Making a detour of about a mile and a half from the town of Matsuoka, I went to the Eiheiji Temple. During the nine days I needed for this trip, I could not write very much, what with the heat and moisture, and my old complaint that pestered me immeasurably.
As I happened to notice some leaves of willow scattered in the garden, I wrote impromptu. I haven’t taken a look of all of them simply because my local library doesn’t carry them but here are some I know: It must be admitted, however, that this is already a story of long ago.
The Narrow Road to the Deep North | travelogue by Bashō |
Near Komatsu, Basho visited Natadera, a famous temple still visited by many Japanese but few foreign tourists. The translation contains five travel sketches. The whole mountain was made of massive rocks thrown together and covered with age-old pines and oaks. Aug 21, Matt rated it really liked it Shelves: Presently the sun went down and the moon rose glistening in the sky.
To say more about the shrine would be to violate its holiness. It was, on the other hand, an incurable folly of mine to think that, had I come here in autumn, I would have had a greater poetic success, for that only proved the poverty of my mind.
The Narrow Road to the Deep North and Other Travel Sketches by Matsuo Bashō
He asked me how I had fared at the gate of Shirakawa. I spread some leaves on the ground and went to sleep, resting my head on pliant bamboo branches. Kukai must have norty the power to see a thousand years into the future, for the mountain is now the seat of the most sacred of all shrines, and its notrh power prevails throughout the land, embracing the entire people, like the bright beams of the sun.
The port is located in a spacious bay, across which lay the island of Kinkazan, an old goldmine once celebrated as ‘blooming with flowers of gold. I made special efforts to meet him, for he was reputed to be a man with a truly artistic mind. He traveled throughout Japan. Just as the River Sekko in China is made full at each swell of the tide, so is this bay filled with the brimming water of the ocean and the innumerable islands are scattered over it from one end to the norhh.
It is a beautiful thing when the two meet seamlessly. I am nobody, and I am not giving Basho two stars, I am giving this book two stars. Unfortunately, our editorial approach may not be able to accommodate all contributions.
My friends had got together the night before, and tue all came with me on the boat to keep me company for the first few miles. I found myself tripping over the many cultural and poetic references and details alas, the footnotes ask for a fairly detailed knowledge of Chinese and Japanese history and literature.
A thicket of summer grass Is all that remains Of the dreams and ambitions Of ancient warriors. Indeed, many a feat of chivalrous valor was repeated here during the short span of the three generations, but both the vasho and the deeds have long been dead and passed into oblivion.
Feb 28, Pages Buy. Journaux de voyage, tr. Now at last he made up his mind to go home, having composed a number of beautiful poems on the views we had enjoyed together.