Hyakunin Isshu

Öffentliche Beschreibung

<font size="13" color="#ff999999"></font><font size="12" color="#b3ffffff">For some men I grieve;<br>Some men are hateful to me;<br>And this wretched world<br>To me, with all my sadness,<br>Is a place of misery. <br><br>-Emperor Gotoba<br><br>############<br>######<br><br>But such a notion is quite erroneous. For if we were to call such verses as that superior, then any poem at all we might write could be a fine one. No, first the powers of invention must be freed by reciting endless possibilities over and over to oneself. Then, suddenly and spontaneously, from among all the lines one is composing, may emerge a poem whose treatment of the topic is different from the common run, a verse that is somehow superior to the rest. <br><br>It is full of poetic feeling, lofty in cadence, skillful, with resonances above and beyond the words themselves. It is dignified in effect, its phrasing original, yet smooth and gentle. It is interesting, suffused with an atmosphere subtle yet clear. It is richly evocative, its emotion not tense and nervous but sensible from the appropriateness of the imagery. Such a poem is not to be composed by conscious effort, but if a man will only persist in unremitting practice, he may produce one spontaneously.<br><br>######<br>############</font>