{"id":65,"date":"2007-02-12T01:49:03","date_gmt":"2007-02-11T16:49:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ex.poetry.jp\/blog\/yuri\/2007\/02\/12\/in-the-heart-of-ueno-park\/"},"modified":"2007-02-12T01:49:03","modified_gmt":"2007-02-11T16:49:03","slug":"in-the-heart-of-ueno-park","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ex.poetry.jp\/blog\/yuri\/2007\/02\/12\/in-the-heart-of-ueno-park\/","title":{"rendered":"IN THE HEART OF UENO PARK"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Around 2:30 p.m.,I arrived at the station at Ueno and took the exit leading to the park. In the park,<br \/>\ngentle, bright sunbeams shone into the intermost reccesses of the woods,and quite a few people<br \/>\nwere walking with a careless step, even though this wasn&#8217;t vacation day.<br \/>\nI followed the movement and passed some students from a school of foreign languages, as well as<br \/>\nsome office wakers who were taking a walk. The National Museum of Western Art was having an<br \/>\nexhibition of paintings from the Muees Royaux des Beaux-Arts in Brussels, and in front of the<br \/>\nentrance, you could see an enlarged reproduction of Bruegel&#8217;s Fall of Icarus, looking like a film<br \/>\nposter.The painting showed such a surprising skill that I stayed for brief moment to take it in.<br \/>\nI went past the museum and arrived in front of the zoo.On my right strecthed the square with a<br \/>\nfountain in the center, and the water was sparking in the sun.<br \/>\nOn the other side of the square with streched a deep undergrowth, where here and there you could spot some structures that looked like little blue huts.<br \/>\nFor a while I walked around the square,which was full of people. Hearing some faint laughter. I<br \/>\nrealized that all these people bunched together were watching a performance:a practically naked<br \/>\nman whose body was powdered white and who was slowly assuming the pose of Rodin&#8217;s THINKER,<br \/>\nor that the Buddha,or else a javelin thrower from ancient Greece.<br \/>\nTRANSLATED FROM THE JAPANESE BY CORINNE ATLAN<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Around 2:30 p.m.,I arrived at the statio &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/ex.poetry.jp\/blog\/yuri\/2007\/02\/12\/in-the-heart-of-ueno-park\/\">\u7d9a\u304d\u3092\u8aad\u3080 <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-65","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-3"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ex.poetry.jp\/blog\/yuri\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/65","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/ex.poetry.jp\/blog\/yuri\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/ex.poetry.jp\/blog\/yuri\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ex.poetry.jp\/blog\/yuri\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/5"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ex.poetry.jp\/blog\/yuri\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=65"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/ex.poetry.jp\/blog\/yuri\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/65\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ex.poetry.jp\/blog\/yuri\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=65"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ex.poetry.jp\/blog\/yuri\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=65"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ex.poetry.jp\/blog\/yuri\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=65"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}