Like Drops of Dew on a Page
Have you forgotten the beauty of the world and lack the energy to go outside?
If so, the Kokinshū, classical Japanese poetry, will transport you into the heart of nature where you may reconnect with humanity's purest emotions. Intended to legitimize the Heian imperial power within the aristocracy, in roughly the year 905, many authors compiled the poems into a temporal arch which will guide you through a journey from poem to poem. Rather than following characters, we experience the seasons, travel, love and mourning in the memories of others that we all can relate to. This anthology will remind you of what you have forgotten, teach you lessons, and spark questions for self growth.
With such few words, these poems are full of life. Within the spring section, we are confronted with the impermanence of life’s energy as we wish to pause time and prevent the decay of the world’s beauty (KKS 69, 70). As we venture into autumn, we are reminded to appreciate the “drops of dew” as if they are a “thread of jewels” (KKS 222). I actually went apple picking a few days after reading all about the dew and truly, never have seen dew in such beauty before. Truly, I recommend reading the seasonal poetry and then going to admire nature. Once you have frolicked in a garden of roses, you should cozy up inside next to a roaring fire and read about boats whisking you away into a far away land (KKS 409). After you have day-dreamed about escaping your responsibilities, you may remember that special someone that made you spite the dawn for having to part (KKS 635, 636). They leave you in such a daze that you smile, questioning whether you’re living a dream or reality (KKS 637, 639, 640, 645). Lastly, if it’s not too late, you can empathize with the vulnerability of mourning with the poets who have passed themselves (KKS 832).
The poem's few words give you the agency to let your imagination paint the image you need most in the moment. You are the main character, guided by the poems, exploring your own story. I most appreciate the Spring poems, which taught me lessons I didn’t know I was searching for. I struggle with accepting regret. I envision a beautiful life as one absent of regret. And yet, I understand the poem below as a cherry blossom’s beauty stems from it passing without regret as the world would be a darker place if they never passed at all. Today, we spend so much energy trying to prolong life and prevent our inevitable fate, although this piece makes me wonder whether the magic of life only exists because of the ever approaching fall.
nokori naku
chiru zo medetaki
sakurabana
arite yo no naka
hate no ukerebaif
It’s their falling without regret
I admire—
Cherry blossoms:
a world of sadness
they’d stayed.
Anonymous
I, like so many of us, have detached myself from nature. I barely remember to go outside yet alone appreciate the “drops of dew” (222). And yet, after reading the Autumn poems, I’ve sought out dew. Admiring fresh dew drops on an apple tree, I feel pulled to write my own verses. My favorite part about this poetry anthology is that it feels universal and it’s common threads are important. I believe that anyone who reads this will connect to some of the poems in ways that will help them grow. I appreciate many of the Kokinshū poems: ones that spark new discoveries or ones that help me to remember to appreciate the little things. There are some poems that I don’t feel I connect with, but I believe others will.
The Kokinshū can be difficult to interpret at times without basic knowledge of the culture and context of classical Japan. It feels as though the more you understand, the more you are able to identify the references in the poems. However, I believe that if someone were to read it without any prior knowledge, they would be able to enjoy and learn from the text, just with more help from their imagination. I also only read an excerpt of the anthology and thus, I believe you can read as much and as little as your heart desires. A benefit of reading the piece in its entirety is that you’ll be able to get more of a sense for the artistry that went into collaging the works of art into a cascading story of the progression of time. If you have a minute or a day, I believe you get more out of this reading than you give. Ultimately, the Kokinshū deserves four out of five cherry blossoms. It might even inspire you to write some waka, Japanese poetry, yourself.