tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40674811647076897502024-02-08T11:22:12.907+09:00The Lost Notebook ReturnsUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger124125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4067481164707689750.post-73086605084315400562018-02-19T11:37:00.000+09:002018-02-19T11:37:10.766+09:00最近思うこと誰かの心に届いたり、響いたり、残ったり。そしてその誰かが少しでも笑顔になれたり、こころがあったまったり、また明日がんばろうって思えたり。そういう事がしたい。Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4067481164707689750.post-9292052499839300362018-02-10T00:08:00.000+09:002018-02-10T00:08:23.882+09:00ゼンゼンは姿勢が良い。彼の真っ直ぐでピンと伸びた背中を見るたびに、私は自分の背筋を正してる。「背筋が正される思い」とかよく言うけれど、実際に背筋を正してくれる人がいるって、実はとってもレアで素敵なこと。だと思う。ゼンは他にも毎日私に色々なことを教えてくれる。昨日の朝、突然「トウモコロシ!!」と言って、本当に子供ってトウモコロシって言うんだ...ってことを教えてくれたり笑。そして何より、ひとってこんなにも他の人間のこと(ばっかり)で頭がいっぱいになって、胸もいっぱいになって、ゼンの言葉を借りると「いっぱいだいすち(大好き)」になれるんだって。3年前の今日、ゼンを授かってることが判った。「私、ママになります!!」って泣きながら日記に書いた日。いいママになれてるかは分からないけど、ゼンはいい子に育ってる。彼は今日、2歳4ヶ月になった。Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4067481164707689750.post-12696782296578659702017-11-19T21:30:00.000+09:002017-11-19T21:30:47.232+09:00dance<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">In the warm afternoon sun, we danced. We danced in our small living room, while listening to a song by Lucinda Williams. Zen was at daycare. Mui was awake but was content on the bouncer. She was looking right at us and wondered why we looked so happy. Mike came back from his business trip a few days back. He was gone for more than 10 days. Dad was here helping me out and was a HUGE help, I mean he really was, but I'd missed Mike. I missed him so much. It is so good to have him back home with us. With me. Being held in his arms. Feeling the warmth of his body. His smell. Happiness. </span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4067481164707689750.post-64807355955001919742017-10-23T13:31:00.001+09:002017-10-23T21:54:36.207+09:00Words<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">On a rainy Thursday, we took a taxi to Shinjuku station and went to see a
film by Jim Jarmusch. It was a very slow but a beautiful film and I loved
it. It made me want to write again. I immediately ordered a poetry book
by William Carlos Williams, and it arrived two days later. It's a collection of his poetry translated in Japanese. A Japanese poet in the film said that poetry in translation is like taking a shower with a raincoat on, and I agree, but it's still nice. I read one
or two poems a day from that book after kids go to bed. Funny how one or
two poems can fulfill me... "It's just words..." said the bus driver played
by Adam Driver, but without words, I realize, I don't feel alive.</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4067481164707689750.post-31104395523360836752017-06-10T00:48:00.000+09:002017-06-10T00:57:56.357+09:00News<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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What took me so long to announce this? well, finding the right kind of safety pins in various sizes and cutting out Zen's tiny mustache!<br />
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Anyway, Mike and I are very happy and excited to have another child (yes, it's a girl!) in...two months!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4067481164707689750.post-85261296126434694222015-09-07T01:17:00.003+09:002015-09-07T01:17:47.784+09:009月6日 日曜日<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">9月6日 日曜日</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">今日は朝から雨が降ったり止んだりのすっきりしない天気で、私は図書館から借りて来た村上春樹のエッセイを読んではうとうとし、起きてまたその本を開いて少し読んでみては眠りに落ちたりして、一日のほとんどをベッドの上で過ごした。</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">マイクはと言うと、ここのところ何かに取り憑かれたかのようにコンピュータに向かい、なんと昨夜は一度もベッドに来なかったから、一睡もしていないことになる。それでも目を爛々とさせて、今も同じ体勢で仕事をしている。これには感心を通り越して呆れてしまう。さっき台所で緑茶を淹れている彼と鉢合わせになり、何気なく横に並んでみると、明らかに私の方が背が高い。一日中寝ていた人と、一日中寝なかった人との間ではこんなにも顕著に身長に差が出るものか!と身をもって知った。</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">たった今、その村上春樹のエッセイを読み終えたのだけど、すごく面白かった。「村上朝日堂はいかにして鍛えられたか」という本なのだけど、この間図書館に行った時に「本日返却された本」というカートを何気なく見たら並んでいたもので、その題名を聞いた事もなければ、もう20年近く前に出されたような本だったので、さほど期待はしていなかったが、それをいい意味で小気味に裏切ってくれた。前にも書いた事があるけれど、本当に面白い本に出合うと「一刻も早く次のページへと読み進みたいけれど、この本が終わってしまうのが惜しいから、出来るだけゆっくり噛み締めながら読みたい。それでもいかんせん早く先が読みたい」という葛藤にぶち当たる。そういう本だった。</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">中でも面白かったのは、村上春樹の21歳になる長寿の飼い猫、ミューズの話だ。あまりのおかしさにククククっ!と笑いがこみ上げて来てしまう事が何度もあった。隣の部屋では口を尖らかしてマイクが仕事をしているので、気付かれないように静かに笑うのがやっとだった。前に「村上さんのところ」というサイトで読者が「村上春樹の本は胎教に悪い」と言っていたのを思い出したが、こんなにも笑える内容ならば、問題はないだろうと思って最後まで読破した。そして、面白い本を読むと決まって思う事がある。「お兄ちゃんもきっと好きだろうな...。」...ということで、早速アマゾンで同じ本を注文し、お兄ちゃん宛てに送った。窓の外からは降り止むところを知らない秋雨の音。そして隣の部屋からは依然としてパソコンのキーの音が鳴り止まない。そんな日曜の夜更けです。さ、私はお風呂に入って寝よう。</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">It's Wednesday night on July 22nd, 2015. I'm now 28 weeks
pregnant, which means I'll have a baby in about 10 weeks. Wow. I just
looked at my belly which is really starting to show lately. Despite the
fact that I am unmistakably pregnant and everyone on the train wants to
give up their seats for me nowadays, the idea of me becoming a mother
still hasn't quite caught up with me yet. I thought I became pregnant
only a month ago or so but it's been 28 weeks already; yes I have come a
long way. I didn't have a morning sickness, and I kind of knew that I
would have an easy pregnancy even before I got pregnant. Why? Because
I'm lucky like that. I have never even had cramps during my period, and
who doesn't?? I hope I'll continue to be lucky and I'll have an easy
delivery as well, but who knows? Luck isn't the most dependable thing in
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The rainy season ended and the summer has come
to Tokyo a week ago. We had a real nice June and the beginning of July
with lots of rain and the cool weather to accompany. It rained day after
day, and everyone complained but I didn't mind the rain. I actually
never mind the rain. I secretly wished the rainy season would never end
but it decided to go away with the typhoon which visited here out of
season. Hate is a strong word, and I rarely use it, but I hate summer. I
hate the heat and the humidity. I hate getting tanned. Well actually I
don't hate getting tanned; I hate getting freckles. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Tonight
I watched a stupid movie on Hulu while Mike was on his weekly 2hr
telecon. It had to be stupid, because I like watching good
movies with Mike. And it naturally had to be a movie with Ashton Kucher in it. Mike
can't stand him. He just can't. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Now we're getting ready
to go out to sento. Our daily routine. Probably our favorite thing to
do, next to playing with stray cats in the park. People can't help
staring at my big belly in the bath but I'm getting used to it. The baby
seems to like it when I take a bath. It kicks a lot. I was actually
taking a bath when I first felt the baby kicking. Indescribable feeling. Utter joy. </span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4067481164707689750.post-13227589054114852972015-05-12T15:37:00.000+09:002015-05-12T15:37:15.038+09:00hashi<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4067481164707689750.post-46780032284416627792015-01-25T21:27:00.000+09:002015-01-26T21:16:27.029+09:00仕事に出かける時の自分、どんな顔してますか?<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">今日は日曜日だけれど、マイクは朝からHTML5 Conferenceという会議に意気揚々として出かけて行った。その晴れ晴れしい顔。見ている方まで楽しい気持ちになる。この人は、本当に仕事が好きなんだなあ、とあらためて感じる幸せな瞬間。思えば、「情熱が持てる仕事に就くことの重要さ」を教えてくれたのは、他でもないこのマイクだ。</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">今から6年前。私は30歳。9年ほど住んだアメリカを去り日本に帰国。ほどなく友人が慶應義塾大学のとある団体の研究室での事務職を勧めてくれた。空から降って来たような話だった。その研究室に居たのがマイク。彼の専門はWebで、何も知らない私に色々と教えてくれた。でも私の仕事は専ら事務や雑用。仕事にはすぐ慣れたし、同僚は皆親切だったが、いつしか私は退屈な毎日を送るようになる。その傍ら、マイクや他の同僚は仕事に熱い。熱くなれる何かと毎日向き合っている。そんな人達に囲まれて仕事をするうちに私も考えるようになった。私も私にしかできない、そして私自身が本当に熱くなれる、情熱が持てるような仕事に就きたい。</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">それから私は再び渡米をし大学院で3年間、言語学の勉強をしながら、学部生に日本語を教えることになる。正直、かなりハードだった。言語学の基礎的な知識も無い上、日本語を教えた経験も皆無だった。もう32歳になっていた私は一回りも若い同級生に体力の差を感じながらも、負けず嫌いなところだけは群を抜いていたので、頑張りすぎる日々が続き、体調を崩したり、情緒不安定になることもあった。その間もずっとマイクは応援してくれた。嬉しいことがあった時には喜びを分かち合い、壁にぶつかった時には最善の策を講じてくれた。だから、そうして取得した修士号はマイク無しでは語れない。</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">今私は自分が本当に熱くなれることをして、お金をもらえている。初めてのことだ。こんなにも幸せに満たされた気持ちになるとは、想像もしなかった。ケンタッキー州に住んでいた時に大学でピアノレッスンをしてくれたミスター・ルイスが口癖のように言っていた言葉を思い出す。先生はその時72歳。歩くのもままならないようなおじいさん先生だった。でもまだまだ現役でピアノを教え続けたい。この仕事からは一生引退したくないんだ。と言っていた。英語では、"I love my job, and I never want to retire!!" だったかな。もの凄く印象的だった。当時私はケンタッキー州にある自動車工場で購買やプランニングの仕事をしていた。それなりにやりがいもあったけれど、辞めたくない仕事なんて存在するのか?と懐疑的だった。今、ミスター・ルイスの言葉がホンモノだったことがわかる。私も日本語教師という職からリタイアしたくないと強く思うから。一生続けていきたいと思える仕事に出合えた幸せを噛み締めて、この気持ちを忘れずにいたい。</span><br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4067481164707689750.post-9132487331841080462015-01-04T16:23:00.000+09:002015-01-04T16:31:20.643+09:00読書感想文:東京タワー オカンとボクと、時々、オトン実家に帰省して一週間も経つと、いよいよ退屈になってくる。テレビも見飽きた。そこで二階の本棚から何冊か読みかけの本を持って来て、こたつに寝転がって一冊一冊読み潰していった。「東京タワー オカンとボクと、時々、オトン」(リリーフランキー著)はその中の一冊だ。<br />
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この本がベストセラーになった2005年。私は米国ケンタッキー州のはずれにある小さな町に住み、トヨタ自動車系列の会社に勤めていた。その年の暮れ、正月休みで一時帰国した時にこの本が目に留まり、買ってみて途中まで調子良く読んでいたものの、物語終盤でいざ「ボク」の「オカン」が死ぬ、という場面になってたまらなくなり、パタンと本を閉じたままになっていた。読んでいられなかったのだ。その時は、あと何日かしたらまた家族を残し、一人アメリカに戻らなければいけない、ということからか、親が死んでしまう話など読むに読めなかったのだ。あれから9年。私は帰国しまさかの結婚もして、両親も元気に同じ日本に住んでいる。今なら読めるだろう、と意を決して、そのしおりの挟まった本を再び開いた。<br />
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大きな間違いだった。何度となく涙で目の前の本の文字がかすみ、何度となく本を閉じた。親の死。親を持つ者には誰にも必ず訪れる、悲しすぎる出来事。できれば想像もしたくない。他人事に思っていたい。だからたとえ本の世界であっても、直面したくないのだ。そう実感した。<br />
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それでも涙を拭き、鼻水をかみ、何度も中断しながらもこの本を9年越しに読了することができた。物語の終わりに、「オカン」を亡くした「ボク」(リリーフランキー)は乗降客でごった返す東京駅にたたずみ、こんな風に綴っている:<br />
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<i>『...今日も東京には、どこからか人が集まり溢れかえっている。</i><br />
<i>それぞれが...ひとりで生まれ、ひとりで生きているような顔をしている。</i><br />
<i>しかし、当然のことながら、そのひとりひとりには家族がいて、大切にすべきものがあって、心の中に広大な宇宙を持ち、そして、母親がいる。</i><br />
<i>この先いつか、或いはすでに、このすべての人たちがボクと同じ悲しみを経験する。</i><br />
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<i>...人が母親から生まれる限り、この悲しみから逃れることはできない。</i><br />
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当たり前の事だけれど、こうして文字にされると、しみじみと考えてしまうような文だ。<br />
私は本を閉じて、こたつでテレビに夢中になっている親の姿を見た。<br />
優しい言葉のひとつでもかけてあげたい。<br />
「ありがとう」と言えるうちに何度も何度も言ってあげたい。<br />
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現実と向き合うのは、思ったより難しい。 <br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4067481164707689750.post-35258005266539935232014-12-09T14:37:00.001+09:002014-12-10T00:36:39.485+09:00Film review: Ian Thomas Ash's "-1287"<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I knew it was going to be a sad film. It was about this woman with a terminal cancer, and from the film title "<a href="http://www.documentingian.com/film-item/minus1287/" target="_blank">-1287</a>" and trailer, we can infer that it's about her death, and probably that the number -1287 is some number of days having to do with her death. The entire audience in the small theater where I watched it knew it too, and we all expected to shed some deserved tears in the end.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The ending was pretty much what I think we all predicted—but what we weren't prepared for was to experience the death of someone close: someone who is so much alive with sense of humor </span><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">pouring out, </span>and genuine laughter from her belly. After the showing of the film, one of the audience members (while sobbing) said, "I'm so sad and can't find words because I feel like someone I knew has just died." That may sound a bit too dramatic if you haven't seen this film, but I shared this sentiment, and so did the rest of the audience, I'm sure. I couldn't stop crying. It wasn't so much about her death itself that made me cry— instead what moved me was how she lived and the tender and honest conversations she had with the filmmaker (<a href="http://www.documentingian.com/" target="_blank">Ian Thomas Ash</a>.) And how she wanted to be loved—"truly truly truly" loved by someone, and how she wanted that even until the very last days of her life. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We know death happens to all of us one day. What we don't know is when that one day is going to be and how to come to terms with it. And we really don't think about it so much because we somehow effortlessly forget the fact that we all die one day or maybe because it's just simply scary to even imagine. When the movie star <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ken_Takakura" target="_blank">Ken Takakura</a> (he's often noted as "Japan's Clint Eastwood") passed away last month, I came across many tweets saying something like, "I never thought he would actually die one day!" As silly as those tweets may sound, that's probably how we think of our own death too: we just can't imagine we all die one day! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In "-1287", through the lens of Ian, we get to know Kazuko, a lovely woman in her 60s, who loves cooking and reading books in English. It begins with a shot in her kitchen where she's cooking for him. Then he starts asking her questions. The film consists only of dialogues between Ian and Kazuko: dialogues of two complete strangers to me. But to my surprise, I was quickly drawn to their world and the tender moments the filmmaker shared with Kazuko. The tender moments of the two of them were so intimate and perhaps so personal that I sometimes felt shy or even wrong about watching it. It's not because of what they talk about; Ian asks Kazuko fairly general questions: who she is, about her family and her hobbies—and then he moves on to ask her about her illness, and about big questions: life and love.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">After the film, Ian was invited on stage so we could ask him questions and/or share our thoughts with him. One woman in the back said, "I'm turning 70 so I'm Kazuko's age, and I envy her that she had a friend like you. I have a husband but we never really talk. I wish I had someone to tell honest stories to each other, like you and Kazuko did." She continued, "Maybe it's my generation thing, or maybe it's a Japanese thing. We don't really talk!"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I looked at Mike who was sitting next to me and I thought, no, it's not a generation thing or a Japanese thing. We're a bit younger and married internationally, and we do talk but we don't tell honest stories to each other, the way Ian and Kazuko did, either. Then I thought, do I tell honest stories to anyone really? To my parents? To my brother? To my best friends back home? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We never know what the future holds; we don't even know about tomorrow. But there is one thing that we know for sure: we all die one day, sooner or later. That much we know. I think about this fact a lot lately thanks to this film—but give it a week or two, I can assure you I won't be thinking about it a lot anymore. But I just don't want to forget the conversations between Kazuko and Ian and how she lived and shared her honest stories with him, and with us. </span><br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4067481164707689750.post-79679944975015838622014-10-05T00:27:00.002+09:002014-10-05T00:27:59.430+09:00A new translation of "Love" by Tanikawa<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"></span><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><i>Love </i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><i>Love</i> It's easy to say</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Love It is to like someone until you grow sad</span> </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><i>Love</i> You always want them to be near</span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Love You wish them to live forever</span> </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><i>Love</i> It's not the word, love </span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Love Not just a feeling either</span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><i>Love</i> It's to not forget the distant past</span> </span> </span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Love It's to believe in a future you can't see</span> </span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><i>Love</i> It's to think over and over again</span> </span> </span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"></span></span></span><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Love It's to live at the risk of one's life</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">---Shuntaro Tanikawa</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">あい</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">(『みんなやわらかい』より 1999年)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> 谷川俊太郎 </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">あい 口で言うのはかんたんだ </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">愛 文字で書くのもむずかしくない </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">あい 気持ちはだれでも知っている</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">愛 悲しいくらい好きになること</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">あい いつでもそばにいたいこと</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">愛 いつまでも生きていてほしいと願うこと</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">あい それは愛ということばじゃない</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">あい はるかな過去を忘れないこと </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">愛 見えない未来を信じること </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So I'm in a hotel room in Berlin, watching local news on TV, munching on chips, drinking grape juice and trying to write a digest of my stay so far. Mike and I decided to come to Berlin and have a little vacation before and after his meetings on Sep 10th and 11th. I had never been to Berlin or Germany before, and my teaching job at a college doesn't begin until the mid-September, so we couldn't think of any reasons not to. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We arrived here last Wednesday, so it's been exactly one week since then. Everything seemed "wunderbar!" the first couple of days; we enjoyed the gorgeous fall weather (coming from muggy Tokyo where it was still the midst of summer), there were no yucky mosquitoes (while Tokyo seems to be suffering from a </span><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">pandemic of </span>Dengue fever, believed to have been spread from mosquitoes in Yoyogi park), everyone speaks English, we didn't have any problems getting around the town (</span><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">thanks to the excellent subway system in Berlin), trains run on time and more frequently than the ones in Tokyo—plus it's never crowded even when everyone seems to be heading home. I was like, wow! I could imagine living here! </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">First exploration day! Near Kurfürstendamm street, Berlin</td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">On our 3rd or 4th day here though, I was already starting to notice shortcomings of this "wunderbar" city, and this makes me realize how quickly I take things for granted and start bitching about what I miss or what I don't have. For example, I was getting annoyed by not being able to find public bathrooms easily, because there are *always* toilets at the train stations in Japan (though when in Japan, I often complain about the presence of filthy traditional Japanese toilets and how unnecessary they are.) Even if I find toilets here, we usually have to pay to use, so before I know it, I naturally began to rant, "Come on! Who needs to pay to pee? It's the most basic of minimum human rights we should never have to ask for!!"</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Subway station, Berlin</td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In addition to the lack of free public toilets, I began to notice how dirty some streets are here; there's trash littered around in some places even though there are trash bins available (for everyone to use, for free!) at every corner. I often heard people outside Japan saying how clean the streets in Tokyo are, but I'd never thought Tokyo was such a clean city before I came here; I was wrong! Considering there are 20-30 million people living there and no trash cans available on the street, Tokyo does hella good job keeping the city as clean as it is. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mauerpark—with some garbage scattered on the grass, in spite of several huge dumpsters in the park</td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I assure you that when I go back to Tokyo I'll find everything to be marvelous the first couple of days but I will soon find something to complain about; whether it's the humidity or mosquitoes, I don't want to do that! So that's why I wanted to take time to write my reflections while I'm still in Berlin. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Trying to look pensive at Nikolaiviertel</td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">There are things that Berlin and Germany in general do so well, so much better than Tokyo or Japan do; how they face and handle some of the darker chapters in their history is one. We went to the Holocaust memorial (Holocaust-Mahnmal) just a couple of blocks from Brandenburger Tor. There, you'll see thousands of stone monuments laid out in all different heights. We couldn't find any sign or a board explaining what they are so we decided to walk in the narrow paths in between the monuments. Within a few seconds of being down there, you'll realize what these stones represent and at the same time, you start having some indescribable fear. However, in order to escape from that scary maze, you'll need to continue walking in the narrow paths. The taller the stones get, the scarier it gets; you never know what's going to happen at the very next corner. I almost bumped into someone at the corner who was also finding his way out. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Holocaust-Mahnmal, Berlin</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">These stones were laid out pretty close to each other and are a lot taller than us, so we needed to be careful not bumping into other people coming from different directions.</td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We then found this very insignificant looking sign just a few minutes walk from the Holocaust memorial and learned that it was where Hitler and his wife committed suicide. We couldn't believe how so unremarkable it looked compared to how those Japanese war criminals are treated (as gods) in Japan. There, too, we feel like we eye-witnessed great efforts and commitments of German people, not wanting to repeat that not-so-proud part of their history again, without hiding or turning their back from it. They must not be proud of their dark history during the Nazi regime, but they must be very proud of how they dealt with (and still dealing with) history and accepted and made amends for past wrongdoings. I am amazed and saddened by how hard it is for Japan to do the same. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Where Adolf Hitler committed suicide — his underground bunker</td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Other than having free public toilets at the train stations, perhaps, there are things Japan/Japanese people do so well, too; superb customer service is one. I always thought that cliche "o-mo-te-na-shi" is overrated, but now I have to disagree with myself-then. Of course there are rude people everywhere you go, but Japanese people normally tend to go out of their way to be polite and kind—though not necessarily always friendly—especially to their customers. When you are a customer in Japan, you should be treated like a king or even a god (as in "customer is god" お客様は神様です), but in foreign countries, I'm not god, and I sometimes even feel like I'm actually working for them! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Monday evening after we came back from Hamburg, I took a short nap. When I got up and opened the curtain, there was "super-moon" gracefully floating in the sky; that same moon that Japanese people enjoyed several hours ago. I realized some things are the same, even on the other side of the world. Everywhere you go, there are pros and cons. No place is perfect—though Sweden or Switzerland seem to be perfect, but I'm sure I'll find something to bitch about once I visit there. So, once I'm back in Tokyo, I promise I will try to focus on the bright side and won't complain too much, for a week or two at least! :)))))</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Super-Moon in Berlin! (Monday, Sep 8th, 2014)</td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">More later... </span><br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4067481164707689750.post-58422451540100439972014-07-22T20:15:00.002+09:002014-07-23T15:58:38.074+09:00A new translation of 「夕立の前」 BEFORE THE SUMMER EVENING RAIN SHOWER by Tanikawa<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="" id="result_box" lang="en"><span class="hps">BEFORE THE SUMMER EVENING RAIN SHOWER</span> <br /><span class="hps"> </span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="" id="result_box" lang="en"><span class="hps">Stretching out</span> <span class="hps">on a chair like a dog and smelling the air of the summer</span> <br /><span class="hps">The sound of</span> <span class="hps">the harpsichord</span>, which <span class="hps"></span><span class="hps"></span><span class="hps">enchanted</span> <span class="hps">me</span> so much only a moment ago,<span class="hps"></span> </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="" id="result_box" lang="en"><span class="hps">Began to seem</span> <span class="hps"></span><span class="hps">like some </span><span class="hps">outrageous</span> <span class="hps">temptation</span> <br /><span class="hps">It's</span> <span class="hps">because of</span> <span class="hps">this</span> <span class="hps"></span>stillness<br /><br /><span class="hps">Stillness </span><span class="hps">sounds</span> <span class="hps">from where </span><span class="hps"></span><span class="hps">a number</span> <span class="hps">of</span> <span class="hps">faint</span> <span class="hps">lives resonate</span> <br />Hum of horsefly, murmur from the distance, a breeze fluttering the leaves of grass</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="" id="result_box" lang="en"><br />Can't hear the silence no matter how carefully you listen but</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="" id="result_box" lang="en"><span class="hps">Stillness comes to our ears with ease</span> <br /><span class="hps"></span> <span class="hps"></span><span class="hps">Through the</span> <span class="hps">dense</span> <span class="hps">atmosphere</span> <span class="hps">surrounding us</span><span class="hps"></span> </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="" id="ouHighlight__0_1TO0_6">Silence</span><span id="noHighlight_0.8668444934217301"> </span><span class="" id="ouHighlight__12_16TO8_14">belongs</span><span id="noHighlight_0.9513250204161025"> </span><span id="ouHighlight__11_11TO16_17">to</span><span id="noHighlight_0.4361310240824533"> a </span><span id="ouHighlight__9_10TO21_28">dilution</span><span id="noHighlight_0.3333602228665533"> </span><span id="ouHighlight__8_8TO30_31">of</span><span id="noHighlight_0.998033825376574"> the </span><span id="ouHighlight__6_7TO37_44">infinity</span><span id="noHighlight_0.08298003083791516"> </span><span id="ouHighlight__5_5TO46_47">of</span><span id="noHighlight_0.671202504191077"> the </span><span class="highlight" id="ouHighlight__3_4TO53_60">universe</span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="" id="result_box" lang="en"><span class="hps"></span><span class="hps">Stillness</span> <span class="hps">is rooted in</span> <span class="hps">this</span> <span class="hps">Earth</span> <br /><br /><span class="hps">But</span> <span class="hps">I</span> <span class="hps">wonder</span> if I <span class="hps">heard</span> <span class="hps">enough of</span> <span class="hps">it</span> <br /><span class="hps">When a</span> <span class="hps">woman</span> <span class="hps">accused</span> <span class="hps">me</span>, <span class="hps">sit</span>ting <span class="hps">in</span> <span class="hps">this</span> <span class="hps">same</span> <span class="hps">chair</span> <br /><span class="hps">Sharp</span> <span class="hps">thorns</span> <span class="hps">of</span> her<span class="hps"> words</span> <span class="hps">lead to</span> <span class="hps">hair root</span>s <span class="hps">intertwined</span> <span class="hps">underground</span> </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="" id="result_box" lang="en"><span class="hps">There was tranquility</span> lurking in her voice, <span class="hps">refusing</span> <span class="hps">to</span> <span class="hps">fade away</span> <span class="hps">into the</span> <span class="hps">silence</span> <span class="hps">of</span> <span class="hps">death</span> </span></span><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="" id="result_box" lang="en"> </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="" id="result_box" lang="en">Lightening flashed from clouds in the distance to the ground </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="" id="result_box" lang="en">After a while, the rumbling of thunder slowly drew a long tail</span><span class="" id="result_box" lang="en"></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="" id="result_box" lang="en"><br /><span class="hps">The</span> <span class="hps">sound</span> from the time <span class="hps">before</span> <span class="hps">humans</span> emerged <span class="hps">in</span> <span class="hps">this</span> <span class="hps">world</span> <br /><span class="hps">We can</span> <span class="hps">hear</span> <span class="hps">still</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="" id="result_box" lang="en"><span class="hps">(<span style="font-size: x-small;">Translated by <a href="https://twitter.com/naoishikura" target="_blank">Naoko Smith</a></span>) </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">夕立の前(<i>『世間知ラズ』</i>より 1993)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">谷川俊太郎 </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">椅子の上でからだを伸ばし犬みたいに夏の空気を嗅ぐと</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">今しがたぼくをあんなにうっとりさせたチェンバロの音色が</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">何かけしからん誘惑のようにも思えてくる</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">それというのもこの静けさのせいだ</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">静けさはいくつものかすかな命の響き合うところから聞こえる</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">虻の羽音 遠くのせせらぎ 草の葉を小さく揺らす風......</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">いくら耳をすませても沈黙を聞くことは出来ないが</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">静けさは聞こうと思わなくとも聞こえてくる</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">ぼくらを取り囲む濃密な大気を伝わって</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">沈黙は宇宙の無限の希薄に属していて</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">静けさはこの地球に根ざしている</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">だがぼくはそれを十分に聞いただろうか</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">この同じ椅子に座って女がぼくを責めたとき</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">鋭いその言葉の棘は地下でからみあう毛根につながり</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">声には死の沈黙へと消え去ることを拒む静けさがひそんでいた</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">はるか彼方の雲から地上へ稲光りが走り</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">しばらくしてゆっくりと長く雷鳴が尾をひいた</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">人間がこの世界に出現する以前から響いていた音を</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">私たちは今なお聞くことが出来る </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Invite the moon in the sky</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The summer is near</span><br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4067481164707689750.post-28938194818789420432014-06-06T11:26:00.001+09:002014-06-13T23:06:55.469+09:00梅雨入り the rainy season has begun in Tokyo 夜通し降り続いた雨<br />
今朝も懲りずに<br />
ベランダのバジルの葉を濡らしてる<br />
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梅雨どき生まれの私は<br />
雨音を聴くと心躍り<br />
そして落ち着く<br />
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今日もお気に入りの<br />
グリーンの長靴履いて<br />
東京の街を闊歩するのです<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4067481164707689750.post-35409476666453579592014-03-27T23:58:00.000+09:002014-03-28T00:12:31.155+09:00廣之おじさんのこと伯父さんは、廣之おじさんは、奥沢の線路沿いにある<br />
陽の当たらない小さなアパートの台所の床で、冷たくなっていた<br />
おまわりさんが駆けつけて来るまでの間、マイクと抱き合って<br />
声を上げて泣いた<br />
目の前で起きていることが信じられなかった<br />
この目に映るもの全てを、信じたくなかった<br />
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その夜お父さんが東京へ来て、警察で遺体を確認した<br />
変わり果てたおじさんの姿に、動揺を隠せないでいた<br />
私はそれを見て、陰でまた何度も泣いた<br />
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次の日、お父さんと一緒におじさんの部屋を整理した<br />
買い物をしたレシートを見てみると<br />
イチゴ、とあった<br />
おじさんは苺が好きだったのだろうか<br />
明日、棺に入れてあげようか<br />
私はおじさんの事をまったく知らない<br />
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おじさんの携帯電話の電話帳には<br />
ひらがなで名前が二つ、登録されてあった<br />
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<i>いしくら たきお</i><br />
<i>いしくら ゆきひさ</i><br />
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二年前に亡くなったもう一人の叔父さんとお父さんの名前<br />
おじさんからすると、ふたりの弟だ<br />
おじさんは結婚したことがなかったし<br />
友達もいなかった<br />
おじさんの小さな世界には、頼れる人はお父さんしかいなかった<br />
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私はおじさんの存在すらもよく知らずに育ち<br />
よく知ろうともしなかった<br />
こんなに近くに住んでいたのに<br />
一度も会いに行かなかった<br />
会おうと思えばいつでも行けたのに<br />
でももう遅い<br />
おじさんは寒い冬の夜<br />
ひとりで逝ってしまった<br />
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警察のひとが検視をしているあいだ<br />
私はマイクと等々力渓谷に行った<br />
おじさんが好んで散歩をしたコースらしい<br />
そこを歩いて、等々力不動のベンチで<br />
マイクは疲れた、と横になった<br />
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私は膝枕をしてやりながら<br />
彼の首筋のぬくもりを確かめていた<br />
さっき触ったおじさんの頬は<br />
まるで氷のようにひんやり冷たく硬かった<br />
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生きているということは<br />
それだけで本当に尊いことで<br />
毎日誰かがどこかで命を落とし<br />
それでも世界は動き続ける<br />
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今週末には東京でも桜が満開になるだろう<br />
おじさん、もう少しで桜が見られたのに<br />
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悔やんでも悔やみきれない<br />
春の冷たい雨の降る、三月最後の木曜日<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4067481164707689750.post-26206465353063341782014-03-22T00:08:00.000+09:002014-03-24T22:28:34.282+09:00音楽を聴く耳と文章のリズム ー 村上春樹が言うところの、文章と音楽のの深〜い関係<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">「いつか土に帰る日までの一日」という谷川俊太郎の詩に最近出合い、英語に翻訳させてもらった。その中で一番好きなくだりがこれだ:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>日記を書きたかったが眠くて書けなかった</i></span><br />
<i style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">一日の出来事のうちのどれを書き</i><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>どれを書かないかという判断はいつもむずかしい</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>書かずにいられないことは何ひとつないのに</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>何も書かずにいると落ち着かないのは何故だろう</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>I wanted to write a diary, but I was too sleepy to write</i></span><br />
<i style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">To decide which events of the day to write about</i><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>Or not (to write about) is always difficult</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>There is not one thing that I cannot live without writing</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>But why don't I feel at ease if I don't write anything?</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">この部分を読んだ時、「まったくだ!」とよく落語家が扇子でやるように、膝をぴしゃりと叩きたくなった。私は一日が終わる頃、書きたいことで頭がいっぱいになっている事が多い。最近では、ニュースにもなったベビーシッターについて、アメリカ事情と比較してどうして日本では健全なベビーシッター文化が成り立たないかを検証したり、東京で初めて出来た友達でカザフスタン出身のアイスルという医学生の事とか、銭湯にみる、服を脱いでも化粧を落としても美しい人の共通点とか、独断と偏見で綴る、日本よりアメリカの方が優れている物とか、米人の夫の日本語の間違いを指摘したら、私が崇拝するWorld Englishes的観点から「僕は僕のvarietyを喋ってるんだ。君はLinguistic Imperialistだ!」とまっとうな反論されて度肝を抜かれた事とか、この間行って来たハネムーンの事とか、それはもう書きたいことだらけで収拾がつかなくなっている。</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">谷川俊太郎が言うように、この中で書かずにいられないことは何ひとつない。書き始めたら意外と5行くらいであっけなく終わってしまうような、取るに足らない話題だらけなのかも知れない。でも何も書かずにいると無性に</span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">落ち着かなくなり、罪悪感にまで苛まれる始末だ。しまいには眠くなってベッドにもぐり込んでしまうのだが、朝起きてまたひとつ、ふたつ、と書きたい事が増え、リストは果てしなく長くなる一方なのだ。</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">ところで、今日書きたかったのは、書きたいことが山ほどある!という事ではない。今読んでいる本の事を書きたかったのだ。その本とは、「小澤征爾さんと、音楽について話をする」という題の本で、2011年に出版された。小澤征爾が村上春樹の自宅で熱いほうじ茶を飲んでクラシックのCDを聴きながら音楽談義したものが、そのままふたりの会話形式で綴られている。ここで私が目を見張ったのが、村上春樹のクラシックを聴く耳についてだ。彼は専らジャズを好んで聴くひとだとばかり思い込んでいたからだ。彼の知識の深さにはマエストロも驚きを隠せないでいた。村上春樹は途中で、「文章と音楽との関係」について触れている。彼いわく、音楽的な耳を持っていないと、文章はうまく書けない。なぜなら、文章で一番大事なのはリズムで、リズムのない文章を書く人には、文章家としての資質はないからだそうだ。私はそこでやけに納得してしまった。私が村上春樹の文章が好きなのは、彼の持つ音楽的な文章から醸し出されるリズムを感じ取っていたからなのかも知れない、と。</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">交換留学でお世話になったアーカンソーの州立大学で出会ったのは、スミス教授というピアノの先生だった。交換留学生は専攻は関係なく、基本的にどんな授業でも履修していいことになっていた。名門インディアナ大学のピアノ課で博士号をとったスミス教授は、ピアノ専攻の学生しかレッスンを持たないと聞いていたが、私はすぐにスミス教授のオフィスのドアを叩き、先生のもとでピアノを習わせて欲しい、と懇願しに行った。じゃあ、何か弾いてみなさい、と突然言われて弾いたのがショパンでもバッハでもなく、何を思ったか<a href="http://youtu.be/btyhpyJTyXg" target="_blank">坂本龍一のEnergy Flow </a>だった。その時暗譜していた曲がそれしか思いつかなかったのだ。弾き終わって恐る恐るスミス教授の表情を窺うと、「君はいい音を出す。いいピアニストだ」と即座に入門を認めてくれた。</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">本の前半で小澤征爾と村上春樹が、ベートーヴェン・ピアノ協奏曲第三番について語っているのだが、小澤征爾がオーケストラとピアノの間の取り方について話している所がある。そこで小澤が『ティー・ヤター』とか『ティイーヤンティー』とか言っているのを読んで、懐かしくて笑ってしまった。スミス教授も、よくリズムの説明をする時に、『ティー・ヤッタッタ・ヤッタッタ・ヤッタッタター』とか言って教えてくれたからだ。それまで外国の先生に外国語でピアノを教わったことがなかった私には、そのティー・ヤターがとても新鮮で、本当のところを言うと初めの頃は吹き出すのをこらえるのに必死だった。だってスミス教授、大真面目な顔をして、ヤッタッタヤッタッタ言ってるんですもの!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">そんな昔の出来事に思い出し笑いしながら、本の音楽談義に出て来る、内田光子の演奏(ベートーヴェン・ピアノ協奏曲第三番、第三楽章)を最後に紹介します。小澤征爾曰く、内田光子は「本当に耳が良くて、音が実にきれいで、『思い切りがいい』ピアニスト」らしい。私も実は数年前、ボストンで彼女がモーツァルトのピアノ協奏曲を弾くのを生で見たことがあるので、彼女の音のきれいさについては知っていたが、この演奏を聴いて小澤征爾が言うところの「思い切りの良さ」も頷ける。気付くと前のめりになって聴いてしまっているような、人を惹き付けるパワフルな演奏だ。彼女もまた、質のいい文章家であるに違いない。</span></div>
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To be alive<br />
To be alive now<br />
It's a thirsty throat<br />
It's dazzling sunshine filtering through foliage<br />
It's remembering a certain melody suddenly<br />
It's sneezing<br />
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It's holding hands with you<br />
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To be alive<br />
To be alive now<br />
It's a miniskirt<br />
It's a planetarium<br />
It's Johann Strauss<br />
It's Picasso<br />
It's the Alps<br />
It's encountering all the beautiful things<br />
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It's carefully refusing the hidden evil<br />
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To be alive<br />
To be alive now<br />
It's being able to cry<br />
It's being able to laugh<br />
It's being able to be angry<br />
It's being free<br />
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To be alive<br />
To be alive now<br />
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It's a dog barking in the distance now<br />
It's the Earth traveling around now<br />
It's the first cry raised somewhere now<br />
It's the soldier getting hurt somewhere now<br />
It's the swings shaking now<br />
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It's the now that's passing now<br />
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To be alive<br />
To be alive now<br />
It's birds flying<br />
It's the sea roaring<br />
It's snails crawling<br />
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It's people loving one another (falling in love)<br />
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The warmth of your hand<br />
It's life<br />
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生きているということ<br />
いま生きているということ<br />
それはのどがかわくということ<br />
木漏れ日がまぶしいということ<br />
ふっと或るメロディを思い出すということ<br />
くしゃみをすること<br />
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あなたと手をつなぐこと<br />
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生きているということ<br />
いま生きているということ<br />
それはミニスカート<br />
それはプラネタリウム<br />
それはヨハン・シュトラウス<br />
それはピカソ<br />
それはアルプス<br />
すべての美しいものに出会うということ<br />
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かくされた悪を注意深くこばむこと<br />
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生きているということ<br />
いま生きているということ<br />
泣けるということ<br />
笑えるということ<br />
怒れるということ<br />
自由ということ<br />
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生きているということ<br />
いま生きているということ<br />
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いま遠くで犬が吠えるということ<br />
いま地球が廻っているということ<br />
いまどこかで産声があがるということ<br />
いまどこかで兵士が傷つくということ<br />
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いまいまがすぎてゆくこと<br />
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生きているということ<br />
いま生きてるということ<br />
鳥ははばたくということ<br />
海はとどろくということ<br />
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人は愛するということ<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4067481164707689750.post-79558826214548488502014-03-07T19:56:00.001+09:002014-03-11T11:23:53.857+09:00A new translation of "A DAY UNTIL RETURNING TO THE SOIL ONE DAY" by Tanikawa「いつか土に帰るまでの一日」谷川俊太郎<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">A DAY UNTIL RETURNING TO THE SOIL ONE DAY</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Two friends came over, drunk, and talked until half past three</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Intended to go to bed and looked outside while pissing</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It was bright outside already and little birds had begun to chirp</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Hadn't ended a day this way in a long while</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I wanted to write a diary, but I was too sleepy to write</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">To decide which events of the day to write about</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Or not (to write about) is always difficult</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">There is not one thing that I cannot live without writing</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">But why don't I feel at ease if I don't write anything?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">After pissing I slept about five hours I forgot all about the dream</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Got up thus and so write poetry instead of diary</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">That's right, I remember now, one of the friends got drunk and</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Claimed repeatedly that he respects his wife but does not love her</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Another friend was trying to list the names of five authors he dislikes but only able to give three names</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We all ate cherries from the deep blue glass bowl </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It is hard to believe a day ended that way, but it did</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">What's left (and what's lost too) is not only words</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Poems cannot exceed words</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Only human can be more than words</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Last night I was laughing to tears but</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">(『<i>世間知ラズ</i>』より 1993)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">二人友達が来て三時半まで飲んでしゃべっていった</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">寝ようと思って小便しながら外を見たら</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">外はもう明るく小鳥が鳴き始めていた</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">こういう一日の終わりかたは久しぶりだ</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">日記を書きたかったが眠くて書けなかった</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">一日の出来事のうちのどれを書き</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">どれを書かないかという判断はいつもむずかしい</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">書かずにいられないことは何ひとつないのに</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">何も書かずにいると落ち着かないのは何故だろう</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">小便してからぼくは五時間ほど眠り 夢はすべて忘れ</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">起きてこうして日記の代わりに詩を書く</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">そうだ思い出した 友達のひとりは酔って</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">妻を尊敬しているが愛してはいないと繰り返し主張し</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">もうひとりは嫌いな作家の名を五人あげようとして三人しかあげられず</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">みんなで藍色のガラス鉢から桜んぼを食べた</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">一日はそうして終わったのだと信じがたいがそうはいかない</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">残ったのは(そして失ったものも)言葉だけじゃないから</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">詩は言葉を超えることができない</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">言葉を超えることができるのは人間だけ</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">ゆうべぼくは涙が出るほど笑ったが</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">笑った理由を今日はきれいさっぱり忘れている</span><br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4067481164707689750.post-68877901124789015832014-01-31T22:14:00.003+09:002014-01-31T22:26:48.200+09:00Recipe: Apple cake using pancake mix and a frying pan! フライパンとホットケーキミックスで作る簡単アップルケーキ (For Shonna)<br />
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Apples 2-3pcs<br />
Pancake mix 1 package<br />
Milk 150-200ml (depending on your pancake mix)<br />
Egg 1pc<br />
Sugar 3 tablespoons<br />
Butter 1 tablespoon<br />
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1. <a href="http://sweets.seriouseats.com/2010/12/knife-skills-how-to-cut-apples-for-pies.html?ref=sweets" target="_blank">Cut apples into thin slices</a> (about 5-8mm.) Leave the skin.</div>
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2. Put the sliced apples into the pan with butter. Cook them on medium high heat in the pan.</div>
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3. Add sugar and stir-fry them until the apples become soft.</div>
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4. While cooking the apples, prepare a bowl, an egg and milk.</div>
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7. Add some walnuts too if you'd like!</div>
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9. When the apples became soft, turn off the heat.</div>
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10. Get another pan ready (a deeper kind) and place the apples as shown in the picture↑</div>
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11. Make sure that there is no space in between apples.</div>
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12. Yup, don't leave any space in the middle either! Apple it up!</div>
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13. Chopsticks come really handy when placing these apple slices! (Fork may work too, but it may break the apples?)</div>
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18. Now it's time to flip the apple cake! Place a big dinner table over the frying pan and flipping it over and Tada~~~! Doesn't it look good!!??</div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It began with a picture book and a blurry photo</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Then one day two large eyes and</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">A brusque hello</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And then unconstrained characters in ink</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Little by little, I started seeing you</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Before touching your hands </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I touched your soul</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">—Shuntaro Tanikawa</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">(English translation by Naoko Smith)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">会う</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">(『女に』より)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> 谷川俊太郎</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">始まりは一冊の絵本とぼやけた写真</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">やがてある日ふたつの大きな目と</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">そっけないこんにちは</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">それからのびのびしたペン書きの文字</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">私は少しずつあなたに会っていった</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">あなたの手に触れる前に</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">魂に触れた</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />WINDOW</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">What's happening </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Is so simple but</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The reason is complicated</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The sunlight from the window </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Does not shine</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Into my heart </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In the attic </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Rats run </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Afternoon </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Window is open</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Overlapping flat liquid crystal</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Without end</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">From there </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Can't see</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Your eyes </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">—Shuntaro Tanikawa</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">(English Translation by Naoko Smith)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">(『minimal』より)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> 谷川俊太郎</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">起こっていることは</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">こんなに単純なのに</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">その訳はこんぐらかって</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">窓からの陽射しが</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">心の中まで</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">さしてこない</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">天井裏を</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">鼠が走る</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">午後</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">平たい液晶に</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">限りなく重なって</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">開いている窓</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">そこからは</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">見えない</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">君の目</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4067481164707689750.post-81590906890839528302014-01-18T03:51:00.001+09:002014-01-18T05:28:49.257+09:00Sputniko! スプツニ子!さんのこと<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">最近、とっても気になる人がいる。</span><a href="https://twitter.com/5putniko" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;" target="_blank">スプツニ子!</a><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">さんという、理系アーティスト/MITメディアラボ助教授だ。クリスマスの頃に買った雑誌を何気なくめくっていたら、後ろの方に、彼女が書いた本「はみだす力」についての特集があって、そこでスプツニ子!さんの存在を知った。面白そうな人!と直感的に魅かれて、すぐに彼女のツイッターを覗いてみた。ツイッター上で彼女は、日本の人工知能学会の学会誌の表紙デザインを厳しく批判していた。下がその問題の表紙デザインで、うつろな目をした女の子のロボットが、ケーブルにつながれて掃除をしている、というもの。</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">まじめな学会の表紙がそこいらの漫画みたいな表紙だったことにまず驚いたが、私がもっと驚いたのは、スプツニ子!さんが「フェミニストにありがちな過剰反応だ」とか「あなたの考えは偏ってる」と沢山の人(主に日本人の男性)に逆に叩かれていたことだ。それでも彼女はめげることなく、喧嘩をふっかける沢山の男たちを相手に、「国際的な視点を要求される学会誌の表紙に家事をする女性型ロボットが無自覚に起用されてしまったことが問題。性差別だ。</span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">米国で、学会誌が黒人のお掃除ロボットを表紙にしたら大問題になる!」</span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">と一歩</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">も下がろうとしていなかった。また、某有名大でロボット研究をしている女の子がスプツニ子!さんのトークの後、「理系研究はオタクが多く、日本のヒューマノイド開発の対象は初音ミクや美少女ばかりで<都合のいい女>を競って開発するような環境に女性研究者として馴染めない」と話してくれたことも語り、「無意識で無邪気な性差別意識」にあふれる日本社会に対する危機感を訴えかけていた。</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">こんなに頼もしい女性がいたものか!と喜び勇んで、私は格好の獲物を見つけたライオンのように彼女のつぶやきに食いつき、下のような返事をツイートした:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">そんなスプツニ子!さんが近々ラジオに出演することを知って、大晦日の深夜、NHKFMの特別番組「スプツニ子!はみだす力 2014 新春ラジオ」を聴いた。そこでも彼女は私の期待を裏切ることなく、とても興味深いことを言っていた。中でも私がなるほどな〜と思ったのは、来る2020年の東京オリンピックの開会式について。彼女は、大まじめに「正しい日本」を伝えようとしないで、遊び心を入れるのも必要だと語った。例えば、オリンピックのセキュリティーガード(ガードマン)が全員忍者のいでたちをしていて、入場券は手裏剣だったりすると、忍者好きの外国人なんかは大いに喜ぶんじゃないか、と言っていた。何故かというと、彼女はMITでアメリカ人によく忍者について聞かれたりするらしい。確かにそう、私もアメリカに10年以上住んでいたので、アメリカ人の忍者に対する強い憧れは熟知している。去年アメリカの大学で日本文化のクラスを教えた時も、「どうしてこの日本文化のクラスを受講しているの?」という質問に「忍者が好き。忍者についてもっと知りたいから」と、目をキラキラさせて語る学生に何人も会った。2年前に金沢を旅行した時に出会ったアイルランド人の男の子も、子供の頃からずっと忍者に魅せられていて、金沢にある忍者屋敷を見るために、日本に来たようなものだ、と言っていた。スプツニ子!さんは、GEISHAとか外国人の好きそうな、でも「ちょっと勘違いの日本」でもいい。勘違いから始まった日本愛でもいいじゃないか、と言っていた。今まで私も「正しい日本」を教えようと、日本語や日本文化を教えてきたけれど、彼女の考え方はとても斬新で、しかも説得力があって考えさせられた。もっともっと彼女のことを知りたくなってしまった。</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">そこで買ったのが彼女の初著書「<a href="http://www.amazon.co.jp/%E3%81%AF%E3%81%BF%E3%81%A0%E3%81%99%E5%8A%9B-%E3%82%B9%E3%83%97%E3%83%84%E3%83%8B%E5%AD%90/dp/480021792X" target="_blank">はみだす力</a>」だ。いじめと戦い、劣等感の塊だった思春期。</span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">研究や制作に明け暮れた学生時代。決められた型に収まらずに、ぶっ飛んだ生き方をしながらも、世界のアートシーンから認められ、着々と成功を収めていく様が、読んでいてとても気持ちいい。ついにはアカデミアにも目をつけられ、MITメディアラボの助教授の座にまで登り詰めていく彼女。ラジオでも誰かが言っていたけれど、出る杭は打たれるけれど、出過ぎる杭は打たれない、というのをスプツニ子!さんが身をもって証明してくれたような気がする。これからも、彼女の活躍っぷりに、ますます目が離せない。</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">※この本は自分用に一冊、そして16歳になる私の継娘 (step-daughter)にも一冊買った。スプツニ子!さんと同じハーフとして日本で育っているので共感できる点も多いかも知れない。これからも彼女らしく、自由に生きていってほしいという思いを込めて、この本を贈ろうと思っている。</td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Night </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The old memories </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Wove my dreams </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Then dreams went down to a deep place</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">For a long while</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The rain kept falling, and </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Even within a small setback </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I'm in search of kind words</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">(English translation by <a href="https://twitter.com/naoishikura" target="_blank">Naoko Smith</a>)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">夢 (</span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>『十八歳』</i>より)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> 谷川俊太郎</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">夜</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">古い記憶が</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">僕の夢を織った</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">それで夢は深い所へおちて行った</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">ながい間</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">雨は降り続き</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">小さな蹉跌にも</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">僕はやさしい言葉をもとめている</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">— </span><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">1950. 4. 25</span><br />
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