Tag: Eastern poetry

Aware


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What testimonial do we have of this gap, this abyss which appears so intangible to us ? Can’t we find in it a place for this void which fills our physical world, for this nothingness that our entertainment conceals, for this oblivion that our memory just tries to discard, for the nihilism invading the soul of the poet or the philosopher who seeks the path of his own self-overcoming ?
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Neko no Myōjutsu

“Truth is, surfing is like a martial art. ”
— Kelly Slater

The Swordsman and the Cat – Issai Chozan, 1727

There was once a swordsman called Shōken, who was very much annoyed by a furious rat in his house. The rat was bold enough to come out of its hiding place even in the daytime, doing all kinds of mischief. Shōken made his pet cat go after it, but she was not its equal, and being bitten by it, she ran away screaming.
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