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Nakusp Japanese Garden
Name:Nakusp Japanese Garden garden photo
Nakusp, British Columbia
Photo: Robert Cheetham



 
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City:Nakusp 
State:British Columbia 
Postal Code:V0G 1R0 
Country:CANADA 
Latitude/Longitude:lat=50.23842; long=-117.80824
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Added to JGarden:1/1/1999 
Last Updated:6/21/2001 
JGarden Description:Small garden located on hill overlooking Arrow Lake, adjacent to the beach/town park. Nakusp was a host community for Japanese interred during the Second World War and this garden was built as a memorial to that event. If passing through Nakusp, be sure not to miss the Nikkei Internment Memorial Center and its garden, located just a few miles away in New Denver. 




Saihoji Temple, Kyoto
Actuality is emblem here: a walled-in garden
With its hieroglyph of the heart a lake with lotuses,
And its stones and trees a figure of ascent
From painted maze and sensuous paradise
To the Pure Land of the mind, the interior garden.
All paths wind inward to this inward mirror --
Reflecting-pool of primitive solitude --
Where the mind, quiescent, meditates its shadow,
In the garden's Heart this cipher of the heart.

Some bonze cropped bald by wisdom's scythe, to glean
In Chinese glaosses on the Sakya sage
Reality's scattered kernels, planted here
A green and less laborious commentary:
Perpetual witness of the perfect stillness.

Only the moss speaks still, a living scroll;
From the lakeshore to the hillside a silver-green
Page of continuous discourse where the foot moves
More soundlessly that thought along the paths laid
Over ten centuries ago
For the saints rehearsing sutras.

Their path unfolding in a single text,
They moved on an obscure way more quietly
Than the arhat's mantras or the lohan's prayer;
And bruised no stone, no grasses in their passing,
The ground of their desire inviolate.

Nameless, they merged into indifferent turf,
Engrossed in one impartite grace of green,
Their separate deaths lost in this single life --
Men without memory, without distinction.
Though earth assumes them like a scroll rolled up,
The path is fragrant still because they passed here.

  John M. Steadman
  20th Century

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