I am just reading again in the “Oku no Hosomichi”, Matsuo Basho’s description of a hike through the north of Japan in 1689, a beautiful text sprinkled with haiku. In one place Basho writes that he and his companion Sora “turned right at Nihonmatsu and looked into Kurozuka cavern and stayed over in Fukushima.”
I cannot read this again without thinking of exploding nuclear power stations. It is as if the text of the book has been contaminated with radioactive fallout.
Basho and Sora
You slept in Fukushima
Despite this – what a very beautiful book!