Clouds come from time to time
And bring to men a chance to rest
From looking at the moon
Matsuo Basho
(Translated by Harold Henderson)
Good
translations of poetry are particularly difficult because the translator needs
to be not only a master of the two languages involved but also a poet of
serious ability. Reading Harold Henderson’s translations of some of the major
Japanese Haiku poets of the 17th and 18th centuries
confirms that he meets both criteria. From 1927 to 1929 he worked as the
Assistant to the Curator of Far Eastern Art at the Metropolitan Museum of Art.
He then went to Japan for three years and returned to teach Japanese at the
University of Columbia, New York. Professor Henderson thus meets the academic
criterion very easily. And when you read his translations of some of the
greatest Haiku ever written, you will agree that he has, in addition, poetic sensibility
of a very high order indeed.
The book has
two chapters that introduce the reader to the main characteristics of this
poetic form and tell us a little about the early developments of this genre.
And then begins the poetry, and that is seriously powerful stuff.
It can be
argued that the ‘classic’ introduction to Haiku in English are the four volumes
titled Haiku by RH Blyth, scholar of Japanese culture and, apparently, a contemporary
and friend of Harold Henderson. The four substantial volumes certainly have a great deal more content than
Henderson’s one slim volume-more haiku and many references to haiku equivalents
in English poetry etc etc. However, Henderson fans will argue, in turn, that
Henderson’s translations have more poetic value, if that means anything at all.
Just for a
bit of fun, I shall offer translations of a few major haiku by both scholars,
and readers can decide which versions they like best.
Matsuo Basho (1644-1694) (Poet and Zen Buddhist monk of
Samurai blood)
Context is
often crucial in understanding haiku. On one of his many travels Basho writes
that he climbed up to Takadate, the site of a famous castle and of the final
battle of Japan’s most famous warrior hero, Yoshitsune, ‘thinking of bygone
glories’. On reaching the site Basho found just ‘a wilderness of grass’, and he
sat down and wept.
He then
composed the following haiku
Summer
grass:
Of stalwart
warriors’ splendid dreams
The
aftermath
(Henderson’s
translation)
Ah
summer grasses!
All
that remains
Of the
warriors’ dreams
(Blyth’s
translation)
One summer
night Basho went for a boat ride in the Bay of Akashi. On the shallow sea floor
fishermen had laid out earthenware pots which functioned as traps -- an octopus
would, in the dark, enter the pot thinking it to be a crevice in the rocks and
then it would be unable to come out.
Basho
composed the following haiku:
Octopus
traps; how soon
They are to
have an end-these dreams
Beneath the
summer moon (Henderson’s translation)
The octopus trap
fleeting dreams.
Under the summer moon
(Blyth’s translation)
When it was
evident that he was dying, Basho’s friends asked him for his ‘death poem’.
Basho initially refused saying that all his poems of the last ten years were
death poems but the next morning he presented the following haiku:
On a
journey, ill,
And over
fields all withered, dreams
go wandering
still.
(Henderson’s
translation)
In Henderson’s
words “Surely as lovely a farewell as any poet ever gave to the world.”
Henderson’s
book is available on Amazon and the Kindle edition is cheap-- INR 333.39! The
paperback edition is ridiculously expensive. Blyth’s Haiku in four volumes does
not appear to be available at present.
Happy
reading!
I've always been intrigued by the Haiku. What a wonderful way to be introduced to the form! I shall surely buy the book and try to compose a Haiku too, sometime soon.
ReplyDeleteGreat to hear.I find it enormously powerful- the best ones anyhow
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