Thursday, August 22, 2013

MIYAZAWA KENJI: Part I

Miyazawa Kenji: Part I


My wife Aoi and I are both students of Japanese literature. Of late, we have been interested in the literature produced during the Meiji, Taishō, and early Shōwa periods. One writer who unfortunately, I had not really taken much notice of until I received a book of his as a present — a children’s book titled Chūmon no Ōi Ryōriten (注文の多い料理店), The Restaurant of Many Orders, is Miyazawa Kenji. A few evenings ago, I had been rearranging my bookshelves, in the futile hope of making more room for more books (my study is now a repository of books positioned in any place that I don’t step on) and took a few minutes to leaf through The Restaurant of Many Orders again. I very much enjoyed the book and wanted to share with you what I discovered about the author.
I think to most Westerners, the name Miyazawa Kenji either means not much; or more frequently, it is confused with Miyazaki Hayao, the creator of the now classic My Neighbor Totoro, Nausicaa of the Valley of the Wind, and Kiki’s Delivery Service. Not at all the same man, but both have indisputably given us some treasures.
Miyazawa (宮沢 賢治) was born August 27, 1896 and is most noted as one of the premier writers of children’s literature of the early Shōwa period. He was also a devout Buddhist and in later life, a social activist.
Unlike what one might expect in many stories of the time, the Meiji period, Miyazawa was not born into a poor humble household; rather, he was born in Iwate, in the town of Hanamaki-shi, north-central Honshū, as the eldest son of a wealthy pawnbroker. Even though he was a child of wealth and privilege, he was bothered by what he perceived to be a great social disparity between his moneyed family and the disadvantaged, often insolvent, farmers of the region, whom his family profited from by lending them money.
The young man attended the Morioka Agriculture and Forestry College (Now Iwate University), graduating in 1918. Records show that he was a bright student; so bright in fact, that his academic advisor hired him as an assistant professor. That in itself should have made young Kenji very happy indeed; yet, a wide chasm developed between him and his father, primarily over religion. Kenji had converted to a modern form of Nichiren Buddhism, Nichirenism or Nichirenshugi (日蓮主義), becoming a follower of the radical nationalist leader of the Nichrensugi, Tanaka Chigaku[i], to the extent of joining Tanaka’s Kokuchukai or “National Pillar” organization in 1920. That, and his growing disgust for the family pawn business, led him to leave Hanamaki for Tokyō, and to give up his financial inheritance in a complete break with his family.
It was in Tokyō that he was introduced to the works of the poet Hagiwara Sakutarō[ii] and was himself inspired to begin writing. He spent eight months in Tokyō, where he primarily wrote children’s stories, but was ultimately forced to return to Hanamaki due to the illness and finally death of his younger sister, whom he had loved very much.
Back at home, on tenuous ground with his father, Miyazawa found employment as a teacher of agricultural science at the Hanamaki Agricultural High School (花巻農学校) at a meager wage; but still, he was able to set aside enough money to pay for the publication of his first collection of children’s stores and fairy tales, Chūmon no Ōi Ryōriten, mentioned earlier, as well as a small collection of free-verse poetry, Haru to Shura (春と修羅), Spring and Asura. Although neither work was what could be considered a commercial success, they did gain the attention of Japanese poets Takamura Kōtarō[iii] and Kusano Shimpei[iv] who in turn, introduced his work to Japanese literary circles. As a teacher, Miyazawa was viewed as a bit eccentric, but also as a man of passion. He taught that learning could only come through actual, first-hand experience rather than solely by scholastic effort. In keeping with that, he often took his students out of the formal classroom setting, sometimes for training, but often simply for enjoyable walks in the countryside. He also encouraged his pupils to put on plays which they had themselves written.
From 1926 until his passing in 1933, Miyazwa did all that he could in order to improve both the material and the spiritual lives of the peasants of Iwate-ken. He introduced new agricultural methods and new varieties of seeds and plants. He went so far as to leave his teaching position in order to establish the Rasu Farmers Association, which met in a small house on his family’s property. Not only did he teach agriculture but also encouraged the performance of plays, music and other cultural activities.
He also, at that time, studied Esperanto, a contrived, constructed language, more of a fashionable fad or experiment, very popular at the time, especially within European intellectual and pseudo-intellectual circles. Nitobé Inazō was another fan of this language and went so far as to attempt to have it adapted as “the international language” by the League of Nations.
Miyazawa’s later work (1926-1933) shows an acute sensitivity for nature, the land, and the people who worked it. He became a prolific writer of children’s stores, many of which might seem light, humorous, even capricious, but which all contained some note of moral education. He wrote not only prose but penned stage plays, a large number of tanka, as well as free-verse, much of which was not published until after his death from pneumonia resulting from chronic pleurisy[v] September 21, 1933
Besides the works previously cited, his other major works include: Gingatetsudō no Yoru (銀河鉄道の夜), Night on the Galactic Railroad; Kaze no Matasaburō (風の又三郎), Matasaburo of the Wind; Cello Hiki no Goshu (セロ弾きのゴーシュ), Gauche the Cellist; Taneyamagahara no Yoru (種山ヶ原の夜), The Night of Taneyamagahara; Vegetarian Taisai (ビジテリアン大祭), Vegetarian Great Festival; Ryū to Shijin (竜と詩人), The Dragon and the Poet.









[i] Tanaka Chigaku (田中智學) (1861–1939) was a Japanese Buddhist scholar and preacher of Nichiren Buddhism, orator, writer and nationalist propagandist in the Meiji, Taishō and early Shōwa periods. He is considered to be the father of Nichirenism, the fiercely nationalistic blend of Nichiren Buddhism and State Shinto espoused by such figures as Inoue Nissho, Ishiwara Kanji and Kita Ikki.
The 1890s saw Tanaka's spiritual philosophy evolve in an increasingly nationalistic manner, taking to concluding his works with the twin salutations of “I Take Refuge in the Scripture of the Wondrous Lotus Blossom” (南無妙法蓮華経, Namu myoho rengekyo) and “Imperial Japan for Ever and Ever” (日本帝国万々歳, Nippon teikoku ban-banzai). The decade saw him carry out extensive lecturing tours throughout Japan and establish his Nichiren study group, Rissho Ankokukai (立正安国会) from his new base in Kamakura. A noted anti-Christian and staunch opponent of Christian missionaries in Japan, he applauded Japan’s triumph in the Russo-Japanese War in 1905, stating that “The war with Russia is divinely inspired to make Japanese citizens aware of their heavenly task.”
In 1908, he moved his base to Miho, Shizuoka Prefecture, where he would write his most famous work, “The Doctrine of Saint Nichiren” (日蓮聖人の教義, Nichiren shonin no kyogi) in 1911, in which he casts the radical 13th century priest Nichiren as the champion of the Japanese nation, and called for world unification through Nichirenism, with the emperor as its core. “Japan’s very purpose of existence,” he writes, “is the implementation of this plan, as a country conceived for building Nichiren Buddhism.”
In 1914, Tanaka amalgamated all of his followers into a single organization, the Kokuchukai (国柱会, National Pillar Society), based in Miho. He maintained a busy lecture schedule until illness curtailed his activities in the late 1930s, and travelled not only throughout Japan but also on speaking tours of Japanese-occupied Korea and Manchukuo, where he supported and gave lectures to Emperor Puyi. His nationalist and imperialist convictions only hardened with age, believing that Japan’s 1931 takeover of Manchuria was divinely ordained and part of a divine plan to spread the “true" Nichiren Buddhism throughout Asia. He even went as far as to compile diagrams of the states in which the “Nichirenization” of the world would take place.

[ii] Hagiwara Sakutarō (萩原 朔太郎, November 1, 1886 - May 11, 1942) was a Japanese writer of free-style verse, active in the Taishō and early Shōwa periods of Japan. He is credited by some as having “liberated Japanese free verse from the grip of traditional rules,and he is considered by many as the “father of modern colloquial poetry in Japan.” He published many volumes of essays, literary and cultural criticism, and aphorisms over his long career. His unique style of verse expressed his doubts about existence, and his fears, ennui, and anger through the use of dark images and unambiguous wording.

[iii] Takamura Kōtarō (高村 光太郎 March 13, 1883 – April 2, 1956) was a Japanese poet and sculptor. His sculptural work shows strong influence both from Western work (especially Auguste Rodin, whom he idolized) and from Japanese traditions. He is also famous for his poems, and especially for his 1941 collection Chiekoshō (智恵子抄, literally “Selections of Chieko,” in English titled Chieko's Sky after one of the poems therein), a collection of poems about his wife Chieko Takamura, who died in 1938.

[iv] Kusano Shimpei (1903 – 1988) a poet who won the Order of Cultural Merit in 1987, was called “Mr. Frog” by the local people of Iwaki. The reason why he got this nickname was because, as a featured theme of his poetry, he often wrote about frogs. “Mr. Frog,” whose birth place was in Iwaki, is still talked about by its residents as a pure and honest person, almost childlike, how his facial expressions as a poet had some kind of attractiveness and so on. Locally, there are more legends of his unique personality. Shimpei was very poor when he married. He sent a telegram to a total stranger, Miyazawa Kenji, asking, “Would you please send us a bale of rice.” What he received from Kenji were thick books and a letter which said “You can exchange these books to money.” Later on, Shimpei opened a bar, which name was “Hi-no-kuruma” (hard up for money). However, the business did not go well because he started drinking with his customers.

[v] Pleurisy (also known as pleuritis) is an inflammation of the pleura, the lining surrounding the lungs. There are many possible causes of pleurisy but viral infections spreading from the lungs to pleural cavity are the most common. The inflamed pleural layers rub against each other every time the lungs expand to breathe in air. This can cause sharp pain when breathing, also called pleuritic chest pain.

Sunday, August 18, 2013

KUMANO SHRINE: The first of a series

KUMANO SHRINE. (Based on a photograph by Aoi Tokugawa). 


No one comes here any longer. 
The shrine slowly weathers and crumbles into dust.
 Are we so advanced that we can forget the kami?


Sunday, July 14, 2013

MUSINGS ON GOJIRA




The first view the world ever had of Gojira (Godzilla) 59 years ago.

A week ago I had the opportunity to watch Gojira, the 1954 movie now more commonly referred to as Godzilla. It was a great treat for me because, having grown up in the United States, I had not had the opportunity to watch the original film; instead, only having access to the 1956 Americanized version, with scenes featuring Raymond Burr spliced into the original film. Well, I must admit that it was quite a treat to watch the original version of Gojira and to at last hear those iconic words spoken for the first time in their original context...well, actually written in English subtitles along with the original Japanese dialogue. Those words? “RUN! IT'S GODZILLA!” 



For 59 years, since its release on November 3, 1954, those words have been uttered, screamed, screeched, not just in that movie or even in every one of the Godilla films that followed; however not only in the movies of the franchise, but by kids, Showa kids in Japan and American kids in San Francisco for example, during their playtime fantasies, and in every possible parody of the original film imaginable; parodies that including the cartoon series South Park and Austin Powers' Goldmember — without a doubt one of the few worthwhile scenes in that entire movie...no I didn't like it much but this scene still makes me chuckle aloud.

Saturday, June 22, 2013

SIMPLE LIVING, PART I

   


A very wise man has pointed out that “simplicity is the peak of civilization.” If one were to apply those words to one’s life, I am certain that they would, in one way or another, take on a different meaning and a dissimilar significance for each person. For me, “simplicity” signifies the elimination of all but what is essential in life, exchanging chaos for peace, and enabling myself to spend my time doing those things that are important to me and with those people who are most important to me.

     A simple life means getting rid of those many things that gnaw away at the time to spend with those people and to follow my passions. It means getting rid of the clutter around me, so that I am then left with only that which makes my life worthwhile.

     Easy enough said; however, achieving simplicity is not always a simple process. In a sense, it is a journey rather than a destination, and it can at times, be a journey where one finds themself sliding backward a step for every two steps forward.

     If I were to sum up what attaining simplicity entails, I would be inclined to say: first of all identify everything that is important to you, and then eliminate everything else. Pick out the best and get rid of the rest. That, however, may be too simple a description of the process. One must not only identify and eliminate, but must learn how to apply “identify and eliminate” to the different facets of one’s life.

     For a while, on these pages, I will attempt to present ideas that I believe should help just about anyone who is either interested in or actually attempting to simply their lives. Not everything I will write about will be totally suited to every person. One must then decide which ones appeal to them and then apply them to their own lives. The path may seem even complicated to some who seek simplicity; yet, one should take their time, read, think, apply (if they can) and then move on.

Saturday, April 6, 2013

MORNING MUSINGS OVER COFFEE




MORNING MUSINGS OVER COFFEE

It was an interesting week here in Lake Wobegon – oh wait, that’s Garrison Keillor’s line. Well, anyway it was an interesting week, what with an out-of-season storm that brought snow to the mountains, heavy rain and wind to the city scattering what few sakura were still left on the trees, and the end of the spring break necessitating my going back to work at the university. It’s amazing how only a couple of weeks rest will necessitate massive doses of aspirin when classes start up again! “Oh, the pain, the pain, the pain. I’m getting too old for this!” But the most exciting thing to happen was more in keeping with my activities as a quasi-journalist/writer/historian. It’s no secret that I am an enthusiastic student of Japanese history. Several years ago I published an essay on a figure from post-Meiji history which became extremely popular; however, when I wrote it, I had it in the back of my mind that someday, it could be possibly expanded to a neat little book – if I could find more information.

Recently I started to re-write the essay and expand it. I didn’t think much of it at the time, not a heavy chore, but suddenly I found myself delving deeper and deeper into the history of the Taisho period and the early Showa period, which is fascinating. But I also found myself (of necessity) exploring Chinese history going back to the 1400s, then to the First Opium War, the Qing Dynasty, the Boxer Rebellion, and the Xinhai revolution, Emperor Pu Yi and on and on. I’ve watched “The Last Emperor three times this week if for no other reason than to immerse myself in the era. Even though I surficially knew that Japanese history and Chinese history (not to mention politics) was labarynthine, I had no real idea: twists and turns, plots and subplots, it goes on and on. Well, I thought the treatment of the person that the essay focused on was rather straightforward and conclusive. Then, little bits of new information were revealed, which led to questions and then more questions. Sources were checked and found limited at best; some sources in China (actually as it turns out some of the most important sources) were made unavailable to me and in some cases I was just plain blocked. China, it seems doesn’t like snoops!

Now this simple rewrite project has turned into a full-scale investigation and I even now have my very own “secret agent” in China doing the snooping for me! Suddenly lots of information has been uncovered which is leading to new possibilities for investigation, new information on interrelationships of people involved that I wasn’t aware of – it’s become even more labarynthine – and one heck of a lot of fun! Makes me want to put on my old fedora and trench coat! I can’t wait to see what information develops next 

Copyright 2013 by Hayato Tokugawa and Shisei-Do Publications. All rights reserved.

Sunday, February 10, 2013

UNCLE HAYATO'S TEA TALES: NAGAI DŌKYU

UNCLE HAYATO'S TEA TALES:
NAGAI DŌKYU


Nagai Dōkyu, whose real name was Nagai Zenaemon, was a direct vassal of the Tokugawa, was extremely well known for his bravery on the field of battle, but for reasons which have gone unexplained, after the battle at Odawara in 1590, possibly at the direction of Ieyasu, he went to serve under Gamo Ujisato, until his death at Fushimi Caslte in 1583. Dōkyu then went to serve with Uesugi Kagekatsu, and eventually retired to Fukaya in Kazusa province, which is now part of Chiba Prefecture, where he took up the life of a wealthy, provincial gentleman.
An old friend once sent him a very fine Seto tea caddy which he treasured greatly, but alas, one day, one of his maids accidentally dropped it and the caddy was broken. Of course, Dōkyu was upset and disciplined her soundly. Wishing to make amends to her master, the maid immediately went to her quarters and returned with a little pot that she had kept among her few valuables, and gave it to him; asking him to please use it as a tea caddy instead. Well, Dōkyu was reluctant at first, but eventually accepted the token of her regret, but in truth, he paid little attention to it and placed no great value on it.
Now, it just so happens that sometime later, the esteemed tea master, Kobori Maskazu, whom you may know as Kobori Enshū (小堀 遠州)a great artist, not to mention an aristocrat, the founder of the Enshū-ryū, was travelling in the area and stopped by to visit. There, he happened to notice the meager pot which Dōkyu occasionally used as a tea caddy. Enshū looked upon the small vessel in total amazement. Indeed, as he told Dōkyu, it was very rare, without a doub t a Chinese example of a Katatsuki, or a “shouldered jar.”
As Master Enshū instructed Dōkyu, the areas of Seto and Mino, which are now part of Gifu prefecture, were the centers for the production of such unglazed, utilitarian ceramic ware. There, the potters drew their inspiration from Chinese ceramics, including boththe green celadon porcelains and the dark brown tenmoku ware. In fact, as the Master explained, early tenmoku ceramics evolved from failed attempts to produce the Chinese celadon ceramics, but later, were given a brown-iron glaze and then fired at high temperatures to produce a glossy, brown surface, just as his tea caddy possessed.
Dōkyu could not have been more amazed or delighted. Out of respect for the object he gave it the name “Nagai Katatsuki” and treasured it, and the maid who had given it to him, quite higly. Later, after his passing, the “Nagai Katatsuki” became on of the treasures of the Tokugawa family.


What good fortune he had. But there are other stories as well about his good fortune. Let me tell you one of them, not about tea, but about a sword.
Dōkyu was once invited by his close friend Itakura Katsushige, who fought alongside Ieyasu at the Battle of Sekigahara, to come to Kyōto with him and visit the great leader. As it was, those were still rough times, and Dōkyu was a very trusting sort of man, and some would say a bit naïve as well. On his way to Kyōto he happened to meet a rōnin along the way, in Nagoya. Because he wished to visit a relative along the way, Dōkyu left his baggage with the rōnin and hurried on, but when he returned, he found that, as you might expect, the rōnin ha dleft, taking withim Nagai’s sword. But not being a totally deisprespectful man, the brigand left his own worn out rusty sword in its place.
Well, there was nothing else to do but to put on the sword himself and continue with his journey to Kyōto. When he arrived, Itakura told him that the autnorities were “cleaning out” the prison of condemned prisoners in anticiapation of the Shōgun’s arrival and he had ordered the sharpening of twenty or so swords for the executions. Dōkyu thought that perhaps this was the ideal opportunity to sharpen the old sword he had ben left with, and went to seen Honami, the sword sharpener, who looked it over and said that a little work, the sword should cut very well indeed. Once the work was done, and since there were several criminals still to be executed, Nagai had the sword tested on one of the prisoners. Just as Honami predicted, the sword cut through the condemned man’s neck as easy as anything.
Feeling a bit better about the sword, he took it back to Honami who took it apart so that it could be sharpened more and polished as well. When Honami took the sword apart and inspected the tang, he found the name “Masamune” on it. Honami was amazed and delighted and certified it as being a example of the great sword maker’s work. Nagai was ecstatic and in time, he presented the sword to Ieyasu as a gift. From that time on it was treasured by the Tokugawa as the “Nagai Masamune.”


Copyright 2013 by Hayato Tokugawa and Shisei-Do Publications. All rights reserved.

Tuesday, January 22, 2013

PENNIES




PENNIES


When I was a small boy, in the days when my grandfather was still a young man, nobody resented wasting a little time. I wonder, did that represent a deliberate judgment, from a time when we were less hurried or frantic, or was it merely foolishness?
If I were to speak to those who, out of foolishness, are lazy, I would tell them that while a penny is of little value on its own, that an accumulation of pennies will, in time, make a rich man of a poor one. It is for this very reason that a merchant is so likely to hoard each and every one of his coins. As we go about our sometimes distracted, frantic days, we may not be aware of the passing moments; yet, we spend them as if they too have little value, until suddenly, they are all spent. For this very reason, would not a wise man not bemoan the passage times yet to come, but instead lament the wasting of a single present moment?