Tsukimi, an event of truly lunar proportions, was for many of the guests, a first chance to experience food and festivities associated with the Japanese act of moon viewing. Taking place during the full moon of September/October the other guests and myself- an assorted group of characters- were first led to a Japanese community hall. Here we sat in a large tatami room accompanied by the sound of trickling
water from a fountain in the garden as we curiously but gleefully ate our
way through the complimentary traditional Japanese lunchboxes complete
with beautiful sushi made from local fish to the north of the city.
At the end of the room were offerings to the moon: sake (Japanese rice
wine), Dango (Japanese dumplings made from rice) and chestnuts were all
a plenty as we were invited to paint our very own lanterns. With the guidance of a calligrapher, the range of designs created were
varied and although I stuck to the simple act of signing my name in Japanese,
my fellow guests set theirs alight with colourful images of swirling patterns
and cherry blossoms. Some even attempted to write their names in Japanese
too!
After a group photograph of the lanterns, they were successively lit as
we set off on our tour to the river in Demachiyanagi under the watchful
eye of the moon. On a cool night such as it was, our troop walked with
lanterns in hand pausing every now and then in awe of the full moon as
it pulled itself clear of the cloudy night sky. Every moment of clear moonlight
was greeted with a gasp as we made our way around the grounds of the Kyoto
Gosho- the former imperial palace of the Emperor. By day, the palace and
its grounds- built in the 8th Century- are usually teeming with tourists
but as the night had fallen, the grounds were eerily calm aside from the
sound of stomping feet on gravel. Here, I couldn't help but quietly revel
in the history of this enchanting place.
Appearing like a line of fireflies, our group walked around the palace
grounds chatting merrily whilst stopping for obligatory photographs. Then
from the palace our troop continued northeast along the city's streets,
although some more wearily than others. I for one was beginning to hear
the cries of my tiring feet but curiosity and the thought of reaching our
journey's finale gave me good reason to keep going.
Upon reaching the river, we lined up our lanterns along the riverbank,
as sake was served in small shallow but wide lacquered cups. All around
the river too, were various groups of people having barbecues and drinks,
quite clearly enjoying the same company of our heavenly host. By the time
the moon came out in full, my cheeks were getting rosy but the atmosphere
was merry and conversation between new friends flowed as freely as the
sake.
Finally, the last train home began to weigh heavily in the mind as our party subsided and departed. Before a final swig of sake, I was astonished as I looked down to see the moon reflected in the bottom of my lacquered cup: an offering from the heavens perhaps. |





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| Reported by Gary McLeod |
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Kyoto Imperial Park
*Sakaimachi gomon
*Teramachi gomon |
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| Kyoto Prefectural University of Medicine |
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