3/02/2008

WKD - Tombi, tobi kite

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Tombi 01


signs of my spring -
the tombi high
above my roof




Tombi 02







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He lives with his family in the nearby forest and when he starts cruising the valley, we know its time for nestbuilding ! The pronounciation of his hame is tobi or tombi.


The motto of my hermitage is:

To live whilst looking at the back of the tombi.
鳶の背中を見てくらす!

when he cruises the valley below us ...


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nest of the black kite, tobi no su 鳶の巣(とびのす)
kigo for all spring


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The name of the bird by itself is not used as a kigo, we observe the bird all year round.

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. Matsuo Basho 松尾芭蕉 - Archives of the WKD .

- Matsuo Basho told his disciples:

鳶に乗て春を送るに白雲や
tobi ni notte haru o okuru ni shirakumo ya

Riding on a kite
to see the parting spring--
the white clouds



... alludes to the Xiaoyaoyou (carefree wandering) chapter of the Zhuangzi, in which the philosopher Liezi is depicted as soaring to the skies by rinding on the wind.
source : Peipei Qiu: Basho and the Dao


Liezi 列子 Resshi (れっし)
[Liezi] could ride the wind and go soaring around with cool and breezy skill, but after fifteen days he came back to earth.
© More in the WIKIPEDIA !



. Chinese background of Japanese kigo .


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The Black Kite, Milan noir

The Black Kite (Milvus migrans) is a medium-sized bird of prey in the family Accipitridae which also includes many other diurnal raptors such as eagles, buzzards, and harriers.
Wikipedia has more !

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high autumn sky -
the soaring kite
takes my soul


© Gabi Greve, 2005



The days are getting warmer.
We have started cooking outside in the garden, enjoying the splendid view of the green mountains while food is simmering.
The big kite and his wife are circling slowly over our valley.

summer picknick -
a bird dropping right into
the cooking pot


© Gabi Greve, Summer 2007


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. tobishoku, tobi-shoku 鳶職 carpenters
who worked in the fire brigade in Edo .



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hawk spring tobi
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7 comments:

Anonymous said...

Very interesting blog. Very useful haiku theory post. Beautiful haiku.
Like the snow pictures a lot.

Greetings from a haiku lover from Croatia.
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laughing granny said...

Still remember their calls - one never forgets ...
I used to feed them (there was a couple) when we lived on top of Yagiyama hill in Sendai... you wouldn't believe it, but their favourite was bread soaked in milk, sometimes with a raw egg mixed in ... they would swoosh down, turning the sitting room dark with the shadow from their wings ...

Gabi Greve said...

Dear Granny,

here they are wonderful, but I remember at the beach in Kamakura, where they arrived in great numbers, swooping down on the lunch boxes of the beach visitors and were quite dangerous !

GABI

laughing granny said...

Oh, yes, I remember them circling high above Daibutsu's head ... Must admit I'd go stiff with fear if they attacked my lunch box :-))

Anonymous said...

between clouds
the soul of a warrior..
black kite

Heike Gewi

lunch box? ;-))))))

Gabi Greve said...

笛吹きて鳶も産土神迎へけり
fue fukite tobi mo ubugami mukae-keri

whistling loud
even this Tombi welcomes
the birthplace gods

Nohara Shunroo 野原春醪 Nohara Shunro

MORE
about the ubugami deities

ZatZiraat said...

a favorite haiku -- a vast perspective

Five miles round
the kite soars,
sea at low tide.

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