Sunny
Wandered around the “Paris Festival” in the Entonji shopping arcade. Quite a lot of people.
I dislike crowds, but I like to be in the middle of the action.
Anyway, I was glad to see so many people. For some reason, the word “Paris” is well suited to the sound of an accordion.
I write poetry, even if I am not very good at it, because I want the philosophical intuition that Nietzsche sought. I want to be able to overcome the end of logic with a single stroke.
Perhaps I want to become a new type….
I often feel weak every day, so I read gentle poems (including haiku) at such times.
It is as if my body craves nutrients that it lacks, and I end up overeating in search of gentle words. They are like potato chips that I cannot quit.
In terms of poetry itself, we have Kenji Miyazawa, Shigekichi Yagi, and Ikuo Tani; in terms of tanka, Hideo Yoshino and Makisui Wakayama; and in terms of free verse, Yamatoka Taneda and Houya Ozaki.
Of course, they would not like their works to be lumped together under “easy,” but the way they see things, the way they perceive things, and the way they express things result in something that is “easy.
That is, “easy” does not mean “simple,” and of course, it does not mean “easy.
The sighs and words of prayer that leak out from the endurance of despair, sorrow, and suffering are truly “gentle. Just as Christ’s words are gentle in their harshness.
When I was working on “Poems and Fairy Tales,” I tried to avoid introducing toxins into the world and to keep the appearance of the book clean. There is art in the dirtiest of things. Of course, I think that is a good idea, but I chose not to think that way. (Takashi Yanase. What were you born for? (PHP Publishing Co., Ltd.)
I want to be a person who can speak kind words in spite of all that has happened to him or her.
Blooming in the crowd, or returning flowers
