Lady Kasa and Me
author's note:
Lady Kasa lived in mid-8th century Japan. Little else is known of her life.
She is remembered for the poems of love and sorrow she wrote to the poet and government official, Otomo no Yakamochi.
LADY KASA & ME
I made a poem
this morning
unlike those
Lady Kasa wrote
centuries ago--
because hers usually told
of love and tears--
often bemoaning both
whereas I bemoan
this mountain
that I just can't
stop climbing.
This mountain I love.
Tears spotted her precious parchment
and yes, I must admit
tears have, at times, wrinkled
my cheap notebook pages.
Her long sleeves dragged
over a quiet royal courtyard
during those solitary strolls
filled with love's longing
and yes, I admit, my own
long sleeves often sag as
I walk this lonely dirt path.
Wherever I go, whatever I do
I'm always led back to myself
as was Lady Kasa.
I made a poem
this morning
not unlike those
Lady Kasa wrote
centuries ago.
© 2011, Michael R. Patton
(Lady Kasa's tanka poems can be found in the excellent anthology, From the Country of Eight Islands, edited by Hiroaki Sato and Burton Watson).
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