Akiba Matsuri
| DOORNVLAK Walking through the wonderful mild day; the withered leaf quietlty folded on my path; the sun shines hazy although the distant border of the wood is blueish of haze over green; the field is laying as the hearth of an acquaintance, a warm palm, reached out to me as in a salute; a small blue rose blooms her welcome on an unearthed sherd at my foot Elly de Waard (from: Anderling - editions De Harmonie, Amsterdam) Translated from Dutch to English by Bobó |
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The first festival of the year, to beg the gods protection against fire.
The whole procession is following long nose...
whilst a strong young fellow throws the Torimou as high as 7 meters in the air.
You can find more info about Akiba Matsuri on: http://www.baobab.or.jp/~niyodo/matsuri.html
The whole procession is following long nose...
whilst a strong young fellow throws the Torimou as high as 7 meters in the air.
You can find more info about Akiba Matsuri on: http://www.baobab.or.jp/~niyodo/matsuri.html
