Crow with no mouth : Ikkyū, 15th century Zen master : versions

by Stephen Berg

Other authorsIkkyu
Paperback, 1989

Publication

Port Townsend, WA : Copper Canyon Press, c1989.

Call number

Poetry / Ikkyu

Barcode

BK-04468

ISBN

1556590229 / 9781556590221

CSS Library Notes

Ikkyu

Physical description

80 p.; 21 cm

Description

An eccentric classic of Zen poetry When Zen master Ikkyu Sojun (1394-1481) was appointed headmaster of the great temple at Kyoto, he lasted nine days before denouncing the rampant hypocrisy he saw among the monks there. He in turn invited them to look for him in the sake parlors of the Pleasure Quarters. A Zen monk-poet-calligrapher-musician, he dared to write about the joys of erotic love, along with more traditional Zen themes. He was an eccentric and genius who dared to defy authority and despised corruption. Although he lived during times plagued by war, famine, rioting, and religious upheaval, his writing and music prevailed, influencing Japanese culture to this day. "Ikkyu scandalized the Zen community of his day and is likely to scandalize some readers even now--his short poems are simultaneously bawdy, abrupt, vulgar, and reverential... It is impossible not to love the velocity and variety of his verse."--The Philadelphia Inquirer "Stephen Berg is exactly the right poet to have translated these poems."--Hayden Carruth,The Hudson Review "A deeply sensual man, Ikkyu had little patience for the fussiness of monastic life and ritual... What is especially appealing about Ikkyu's poetry is the way his sensuality infuses his Zen sensibility."--American Book Review Stephen Berg (1934-2014) was the founder and editor ofAmerican Poetry Review. Also available by Stephen Berg Steel Cricket PB $16.00, 1-55659-075-X * CUSA New & Selected Poems PB $12.00, 1-55659-043-1 * CUSA… (more)

Language

User reviews

LibraryThing member aarvi
Ikkyu is pure zen. You can find other zens, tainted zens elsewhere with which you can maintain your motorcycles!
LibraryThing member KidSisyphus
From the text:

sin like a madman until you can't do anything else
no room for any more


fuck flattery success money
all I do is sit back suck my thumb


something in us always wants to cry out
someone we love knows hears


if you don't break rules you're an ass not human
women start us passion comes and goes
Show More
until death


only one koan matters
you
Show Less

Rating

(11 ratings; 4)
Page: 0.1875 seconds