Independent press · Tokyo

YŌHAKU

The white around the words is part of the book.

Read the first page
An ink enso, the open circle of a brush stroke, with a small red figure resting on its rim

天の原ふりさけ見れば春日なる三笠の山に出でし月かも

The poem

Gazing far across the vault of heaven, the moon that rose over Mount Mikasa at Kasuga.

Abe no Nakamaro wrote this in Tang China, far from Nara, remembering the moon over Mount Mikasa. Kokinshū 406; Hyakunin Isshu 1. The English is a working gloss.

On the page

A page is a landscape

Every line of text is a step on a path. Every paragraph is a small valley. We set our books so you can read them slowly, and stop where the land opens.

One leaf from a Japanese painted album, cropped from the original scan.

A leaf from a Japanese painted album: bare trees, a low ridge and ochre sky, drawn in ink and colour

On the shelf

Three editions · small runs

Read it slowly, in this order

Turn the lamp down.

Choose one quiet hour and one page, not a chapter.

Read the page twice.

The first time for the sentence, the second for the silence around it.

Leave a margin for your own line.

Keep a notebook close, and write down the word that stayed with you.

An iris drawn in fine ink beside a dark brush-cut stroke

Letters from the margin

One letter a month: a reading, a note from the editor, first access to small runs.