Ikkyū ( 1394-1481) was an eccentric, iconoclastic Japanese Zen Buddhist priest and poet. He had a great impact on the infusion of Japanese art and literature with Zen attitudes and ideals more »
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Ikkyu Sojun Poems
To Lady Mori with Deepest Gratitude and ...
The tree was barren of leaves but you brought a new spring. Long green sprouts, verdant flowers, fresh promise.
Studying texts and stiff meditation can make you lose your Original Mind. A solitary tune by a fisherman, though, can be an invaluable treasure.
I Hate Incense
A master’s handiwork cannot be measured But still priests wag their tongues explaining the “Way” and babbling about “Zen.”
It is nice to get a glimpse of a lady ba...
It is nice to get a glimpse of a lady bathing-- You scrubbed your flower face and cleansed your lovely body
The world before my eyes is wan and wasted, just like me. The earth is decrepit, the sky stormy, all the grass withered.
A Meal of Fresh Octopus
Lots of arms, just like Kannon the Goddess; Sacrificed for me, garnished with citron, I revere it so! The taste of the sea, just divine!
Exhausted with gay pleasures
Exhausted with gay pleasures, I embrace my wife. The narrow path of asceticism is not for me: My mind runs in the opposite direction.
After they die
Why are people called Buddhas After they die? Because they don't grumble any more, Because they don't make a nuisance
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To Lady Mori with Deepest Gratitude and Thanks
The tree was barren of leaves but you brought a new spring.
Long green sprouts, verdant flowers, fresh promise.
Mori, if I ever forget my profound gratitude to you,
Let me burn in hell forever.