So, I am now officially an editor, and an author too for that matter, as I wrote about 10,000 words in this one. Right up there with Pico Iyer. Yes, Pico Iyer. What do you mean you don’t know who he is? He’s one of the world’s most acclaimed travel writers and essayists! Quite a nice chap as well actually… But I digress. My very first book is up on Amazon. Note my use of the word first. There will be more. Here it is! Please buy it! Review it! Tell your friends!
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Deep Kyoto: Walks
Publisher: Deep Kyoto; 1st edition (May 18, 2014)
Sold by: Amazon Digital Services, Inc.
Price: $7.99 (811 yen or £4.89)
Editors: Michael Lambe & Ted Taylor
Authors: Jennifer Louise Teeter, Bridget Scott, Miki Matsumoto, Robert Yellin, Pico Iyer, Chris Rowthorn, John Dougill, John Ashburne, Stephen Henry Gill, Sanborn Brown, Joel Stewart, Izumi Texidor-Hirai, Perrin Lindelauf and Judith Clancy.
16 photographic illustrations
A specially commissioned woodblock print by Richard Steiner
12 detailed maps
Links to all locations on Google Maps
Cover Art by internationally acclaimed artist Sarah Brayer
She seems amused
raising her long sleeves
to suppress her mirth
as he turns to her
a fierce aspect
Why is she laughing?
Is it these clothes
bedraggling their limbs?
have they been poised
there that his hair
should grow so long?
for his green sceptre’s
in the swirling seas below
And there on a rock
a pied wag-tail
with a song.
cherry petals fall
even on Teramachi
carried by the storm
(Teramachi, Kyoto; April 2013)
all the temple bells
in this museum photo…
melted down for bombs
(written at Kyoto’s Peace Museum; June, 2013)
in the rain soaked wood
a green branch agitated -
crow snatching cherries
(June 2013, at Heian High School)
Swift though I sprinted
past that shock of red maple,
quicker yet the spell -
Tonight along black branches
skips my rapt soul’s silhouette
(by the Kamo river, November 2012)
the ancient pond
a frog sits in –
[Saturday June 1st, 2013]
jasmine star the hedgerows…
and I jog through
their heavy scent
A human being is a part of the whole, called by us “Universe”, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest — a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty. Nobody is able to achieve this completely, but the striving for such achievement is in itself a part of the liberation and a foundation for inner security.
Albert Einstein writing to Norman Salit on 4th March 1950
…all night he dreamed of his own house and wandered in his sleep into all his different rooms looking for something that he could not find nor remember what it looked like.
-J.R.R. Tolkien “The Hobbit”
My mother having sold the old family home in November, and relocated to Solihull, our annual family gathering was at my sister’s house this Christmas.
How lovely it was to see my family again, after another year apart.
Nice too, to stuff my face on my sister’s fine cooking.
Some more family photos…
Fortunately for you two we’re reviving a cancelled undercover police program from the ’80s and revamping it for modern times. You see the guys in charge of this stuff lack creativity and are completely out of ideas, so all they do now is recycle shit from the past and expect us all not to notice.
- Deputy Chief Hardy in “21 Jump Street”
The movie itself? Very silly. Lots of fun.
Lovely weather for a ramble round Gion Matsuri yesterday and my mind went rambling too. To me Gion Matsuri isn’t simply a special time, it’s an island in time; a special place that magically reappears once a year, and as I wander the crowded streets my mind takes me back to all the other Gion festivals I have attended over the years… In a way I wouldn’t be surprised, to bump into my younger selves wandering about too. You always bump into someone you know at Gion Matsuri…
Here are some images…
After a couple of hours the heaving streets became too intense, so we escaped to Taisho’s apartment where he was holding a rooftop party. It was nice to look at the crowds from above.
And then after wandering through the streets a little more, we retired to bar Kisui and had a photo session with our friend Setchan.
And then we went home, following a smaller parade that we encountered by chance and which took us through the streets practically to our door.