Author Archives: peterjohnstill


Dusk hangs from this willow-tree – - -
its shadow spreading
over the deserted road

- – - Buson


…on preparing to travel – with kasa and zori…

Basho is leaving -
and after his death,
the years have no end…

- – - Buson

…some waking up haiku, renku, kanbun and waka…

The First Dream of the Year

The year’s first dream:
still in my nose -
the heart of what it is to be a flower…

- – - Chiyo Ni

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…some haiku and kambun on ‘the Way’, the road, the path…

…spring rain…
…in a gap between the trees you can see
a trail that goes to the sea…

- – - Otsuji


Seeing a temple
at the turn in the trail
and all those wild crysanthemums!

- – - Shiki


This is a road that no-one travels…
…it’s Autumn,
and night is falling

- – - Basho


The twittering of birds and the voices of insects -
completely communicate the secrets of the mind:
the intelligence of flowers and the color of grasses
are none other than studying books of the Way…
a learned man perceives the essence clearly
and his heart hears the bright-jeweled sound:
whatever he touches, his heart can handle…

- – - from the Saikontan

On martial learning and acting (2) – Suzuki, Kigaku, Budo, Shugyou

…a conversation between Kimbal Anderson Sensei and Dwayne Blackaller of Boise Contemporary Theater about the classical Japanese budo practices preserved in Suzuki acting training – and about the intersecting philosophies of the traditional Japanese martial arts and contemporary theater practice .  A student of a student of a student of Tesshu talking to a student of a student of Marcel Marceau.  The conversation is  here.

…from the Sand and Pebbles Collection…

the fresh
sprouting reeds
in the burned over field
are  a “mandala”!!!
- so the people say – - -

- – - Muju

- Haiku by Soin Nishiyama –

we’ve translated some haiku by the poet SOIN Nishiyama (1605-1682) – - -
Soin was a great influence on Basho, and we think he should be better known:

Being in this world
Is like a butterfly alighting -
However things may be…


So distant from this scattered world -
The cold evening moon.

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…ume no hana!!!…


…some haiku, renku and kambun about bamboo…

a stand of bamboo
blown about by the winter rain – -
what an evening!

- – - Seisei


Fallen blossoms -
just like scattered paper now!!!…
…my bamboo broom…

- – - Buson


Falling water……
and behind the bamboo water-chute…a cricket sings…

- – - Onitsura

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…apple-blossom time!!!…