Taneda Santoka


Taneda Santoka lived between 1882 and 1940. His was a lonely life characterised by alcoholism and depression, but still he made a way for himself. The path he followed was that of sake and long meditative walks, supporting himself by begging. He made several suicide attempts, but his poetry often has a stoical humour. His is the way of acceptance, of what is. He eschewed a set form, his words moments of perception. His words seem so simple but resonate at many levels.

hailstones, too-

enter my begging bowl


when I die-

weeds falling rain


over the mountain’s silence-

falling rain


I am wet

by the rain

from that cloud


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