Written for:  Carpe Diem Special #203, Basho’s disciples:  Mukai Kyorai’s
“Master of Persimmons”

As the story goes, Kyorai had forty persimmon (kaki) trees planted around the hut. One autumn, when they were heavy with fruit, he had arranged to sell the persimmons. But during the night before they were to be picked, a great storm arose. The following morning, not a single persimmon remained on the trees. As a result Kyorai was enlightened and from that point forward called the hut and garden, Rakushisha or ‘the cottage of the fallen persimmons’.
The poem he wrote for the occasion is inscribed on a stone in the garden:

kakinushi ya kozue wa chikaki Arashiyama
Master of Persimmons
Treetops are close to

© Kyorai

There’s a bit of word play here. Arashiyama is a mountain near Kyoto but it means literally ‘Storm Mountain’. Basho visited here three times, in 1689, 1691 and 1694.

red teary eyes
don’t look back, a new day rises –
Kyorai’s Persimmons

© Chèvrefeuille (our host)

Here is my attempt:

Table set with cheese
carry crackers from kitchen
dog runs by with cheese in mouth

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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