Buson Trip, 14 May

The previous night it had been raining heavily. None of us expected we would be greeted by such fine weather – new green mountains and a pleasantly bracing breeze. Out of the depth of the Shiga hills, the modern buildings of the Miho Museum appeared before us.


It took us nearly three hours to cover all the rooms of the Buson Exhibition. At almost every sumi-ink painting, we pressed our noses to the showcase glass.
………the orchids streaming
………in a cold spring wind –
………how robust the strokes
………of his ink brush!………………Keiko Yurugi
After lunch, John went back to see the rhytons in the room of Ancient Persian Art, while others enjoyed birdsong in the restaurant garden.
……… Yodelling
……… from tree to tree
……… the warbler’s call
……… recedes………………Moya Bligh
Later, we rambled about the nearby town of Shigaraki. It was rather lonesome, and we only managed to meet one or two of the locals. The ceramic badgers, however, displayed outside the potters’ workshops, welcomed us with strangely-staring eyes.
……… brisk conversations
……… must once have been exchanged …
……… the tobacco shop’s
……… showcase empty………………Keiko


Someone found a climbing kiln (nobori-gama), now completely deserted. It stirred us into verse:
……… old pottery town,
……… the great brick climbing kilns stare
……… as gaunt as ghosts ………………John McAteer
……………………… Abandoned kiln –
……………………… glaze-encrusted wall
……………………… cool to the touch………………Moya
……… Summer grass
……… Narrows the pathway
……… To the abandoned kiln.………………Toshi Ida
……………………… Beside the climbing kiln,
……………………… Keiko and a fire extinguisher
……………………… Taken by the ivy.………………Tito
It was almost dark now. We drove home fast, with the Shiga mountain skyline lingering behind.

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One Response to “Buson Trip, 14 May”

  1. Mari Kawaguchi Says:

    ” The great brick climbing kilns stare
    as gaunt as ghosts.”
    I was impressed with this haiku. Especially, “as gaunt as ghosts ”
    I was touched.

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