March is International Women’s Month. I can’t think of anything better to post here than what I do below. Nagase Kiyoko probably is the best woman I can think of to celebrate this month with. (In fact, she is also a great woman to celebrate Mother’s Day, this day that is painful for many ACONs). Politics come and go, but a poet speaks through the centuries. Certainly Nagase Kiyoko goes deep and rattles my bones like nothing else I have read lately. She opens my heart to what is true and fundamental in being a woman.
Rollo May a 20th century psychotherapist has written about creativity. In his “Courage to Create”, he writes that creativity is generated by our encounter with opposition. Certainly Nagase Kiyoko, who wrote poetry at her kitchen table while her children and husband were asleep, and suffered the issues of older Japanese women faced this head on. Her poetry inspires and she is a prime example of this courage to create. She is a good grandmother for all of us women poets. Actually, for all women, poets or not.
Lady Nyo
MOTHER
I am always aware of my mother,
Ominous, threatening,
A pain in the depths of my consciousness.
My mother is like a shell,
So easily broken.
Yet the fact that I was born
Bearing my mother’s shadow
Cannot be changed.
She is like a cherished, bitter dream
My nerves cannot forget
Even after I am awake.
She prevents all freedom of movement.
If I move she quickly breaks
And the splinters stab me.
—Nagase Kiyoko (1906- 1995)
Nagase Kiyoko wrote poetry for 65 years. She never called herself a ‘professional poet’, but referred to herself as ‘a useless woman’. She was a farmer, and wrote her poetry at the kitchen table before dawn, while her children and husband were asleep upstairs. Because of her sensual and cosmic verse, Nagase Kiyoko is considered by many Japanese women poets to be the “Grandmother” of modern poetry. Just a short reading of her verse goes deeply into the heart of the reader. She is ageless in her verse. She died on her 89th birthday.
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