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Shiba Rikyû
Name:Shiba Rikyû 

Alternate Name:Shiba Detached Palace; Shiba Rikyu; Kyu-Shiba-Rikyu 
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Latitude/Longitude:lat=35.65; long=139.75
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Construction Period: -  
Hours:9am - 4:30pm, Closed Mondays 
Added to JGarden:8/26/2001 
Last Updated:8/10/2002 
JGarden Description:This small stroll garden is an oasis in a concrete jungle and is supposed to be the oldest extant garden in in Tokyo. Tokugawa Ietsuna, the fourth Tokugawa shogun, gave to land here to Okubo Tadatomo. Construction of a garden began in 1678 and continued for centuries. It became the 'Shiba-Rikyu' gardens in 1875. The site is designed around a large pond which may have originally contained sea water. The pond includes two small islands, Oshima and Horai-jima, which are connected to the shore via footbridges.

The garden is located next to the bus Hamamatsucho Station on the JR Yamanote-sen. You can get a bird's eye view of the garden from atop the World Trade Centre Building. To get up there, buy a ticket for the elevator on the first floor of the building.

It is very close to the Hama Rikyu palace

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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