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手元に 大事にしている 薄いぼろぼろの本があります。 この本だけは 一生いつも本箱に 由来は ☆☆☆ 藤原紀香さんが 主演したテレビドラマを数年前みました。 たまたまです。ドラマのタイトルも忘れました。 実話をもとにしたのだそうです。 ガンにおかされながら 最後まで病院で介護にあたった女性を演じるために大変な減量をしたとのこと。気持ちはあかるくエネルギッシュながら 身体は急激に衰えていくつらい役を 紀香さんがとてもけなげに心地よく演じてくれました。 窓のそとをみている最後のシーンの紀香さんの横顔の美しさがわすれられません。 その中にでていくる一片の詩がこころに残り 探しました。 NANCY WOODというアメリカンインデアンの方の書いた本でした。 AMAZONで検索したところ 中古でどなたかが出品していらっしゃった。 早速入札したところ 幸運にも落札できました。 やっと米国で所有していた方から届いた本は80ページほどの薄い本です。 でもほんとうに嬉しかった。 他のブログに保存してあったものを すこしずつ。 挿絵もあるので スキャンをしてそのうちいれてみましょう。 本のタイトルは MANY WINTERS ♪(1) Many Winters Many winters I have lived Ever since the beginning of time When the first snow fell Covering played with endless summer. Many winters I held the water captive On the tops of many mountains Still warm from the earth's beginning When the moon and the sun gave birth To one full circle of beauty. Many winters I blew the stars around So that the place where each star fell Was where a river grew Taking as its course to the sea The path of the winter sun. Many winters the trees slept with me And the animals walked on my breast Just as the birds drew near Seeking warmth from my fire Which took the sting from the night. Many winters I have been Companion to the lonely moon Chasing aftr the raging sun Which listened to our song of thanks Before releasing earth from winter. Many winters I have lived Ever since the beginning of time When out of the melting snow Came the first frail flower which said I am the spirit of spring.
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Nancy's poems
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I was excited to be coming to Nagaoka last Sunday. I planted a tiny tree called kaki in Japanese and in French years ago. I wished I would be able to see lovely fruit someday. Incredibly last month when I came here I found some fruits on the tree. Fall is here now, and I thought that there might be a lot fruit. YES, this morning when I woke up and looked through the window, I saw orange fruits hunging like Christmas decoration. The tree is still small, probably less than two meters. Still it has more than thirty. I am enchanted to be looking at the tree and the fruits.
Just appearing a miracle and blessing. |
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I came to the second house in Niigata this evening. |
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Having had very happy time with my friends and very sad time
due to a mail from someone sent in the evening, I am find it difficult to sleep.
It could be quite difficult to fall asleep.Lately I would listen to a certain CD and it would often have me sleep. It is a CD from a Korean drama I so much enjoyed: Spring Waltz! Music can be so fantastic. I remember now I once dreamed of being a singer. Dream is lovely when I am dreaming. Now I feel like dreaming. Wish you all are sleeping with lovely dream now.
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I went to a concert last night. On the way back I suddenly thought: I might start a diary as a new bookshelf of my blog. Days go on and something happens every day. Each day is dramatic and I rarely remember what happened. It might be good sometimes to have a note I can find a thread to remember my past stories. The concert was held at the International House of Japan. It was a Japanese classical music concert. The house was renovated this spring and the concert hall was beautiful. An American doctor and Shakuhachi player coordinated the concert as a member of the art department of the IHJ. It started with the greeting and explanation by the American Shakuhachi player. He talked a bit too long and I am afraid that it deteriorated the excitement of the unique program. I found him very much Japanized. The uniquness of the concert was that many of the music were composed by non-Japanese. He said: Nowadays Japanese music and musical instruments have become very popular all over the world and there are quite a lot non Japanese who are learning koto, shakuhachi, shichiriki,shamisen. The concert started with koto music by two player dressed in expensive kimono. They played one classic koto music. The second was an interesting one by shakuhachi and hichiriki. The hichiriki player was a beautiful lady and she played excellently. The third one was played by twenty string koto player and shakuhachi. The music was composed with the image of Hawaii mountain. Both were good players and the music was too modern to understand. I left the concert before the second session started as I was not so much interested in shakuhachi music. I wondered on the way back: Why can ART be so difficult and apart from warmth? In short I did not like the American Shakuhachi player by his way of talking. More seriously he played weak and boring. Instead he spoke Japanese quite well. I came home and listened to a CD I bought recently. A CD from a Korean drama I enjoyed:
Spring Waltz. With the music as a background I went to a deep sleep. |



