There are a zillion photos of this shrine. Here are a few I've been poring over (I've also zoomed in on it using GoogleEarth) while working on a poem I'm calling "Seven Clouds":
The building to the far left, with the spiky wheels at the pitch of the roof, is the inner shrine. (from The Office of Resources and International Area Studies at Berkeley)
An old postcard. (from No-sword)
is kind of amazing. This is at the entrance
of the more public, hence less sacred, building.
(From dissidence at Picasaweb)
When I was eight my family moved to Japan--we lived there till I was twelve, or thereabouts. We never went to the far side of Honshu, which is apparently very different from the more urban side, the Tokyo side. Less urban, wilder. I am brooding about this place, with its shrines and samurai dwellings and medieval castles and moveable gods.
You know, I'd completely forgotten that you lived in Japan--and for such a long time, too! Strangely, I've been thinking about it, as well--I have a painting of a shrine in winter on my bulletin board right now. I'm drawn to its lines and color.ReplyDelete
I especially like the old photograph you've included.
Cool. I know you're a real poet because you're working on something called "Seven Clouds" while I am writing Lego Villanelles. Oh well. To each her own.ReplyDelete
You'll have to excuse me. I have a star wars action figure sonnet to crank out.