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MARCH 22, 2009 8:07PM

The Lists of Sei Shonagon, II (Japanese Blog Princess)

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[This is part of a recurring series on the writings of Sei Shonagon.]

Sei Shonagon (清少ç´Â言), [pronounced Say Show-nah-gone] (966-1017) was a Lady-In-Waiting serving the Japanese Empress. While not a princess herself, she certainly had the temperment of one and the sensitivities of a noble. She authored the Pillow Book a "collection of lists, gossip, poetry, observations, complaints and anything else she found of interest during her years in the court." Sounds like blogging to me.

Japanese culture initially was formed and nurtured by the nobles and royal court. To be scholarly and poetic was expected and had it not been so, Japanese culture would be far less rich than it is today as the populace in general was not yet literate to the point of introducing art.

It may seem odd a female is one of the great early contributors of Japanese culture in such a male dominated society, but in its formative times, this was not unusual at all and Sei even had contemporary female rivals in the same pursuits. But to put this time in perspective, we first need a quick review of Japanese history and where her time fits in.

Japanese culture took its initial ideas from China and Korea but was really a fresh start which they morphed all into their own. They created their own creation myth with a set of holy artifacts and a holy emperor granting divinity to the nation through him. But then rebellions flared up in the countryside causing the nobility to recruit those who would serve them in retaining power. These men were called samurai, meaning "to serve".

But a funny thing happened on the way to the court. Eventually the samurai asked themselves, "Why serve them when we can serve ourselves? We are the true power after all!" And so began centuries of power struggles not resolved until 1600 with the establishment of the Tokugawa shogunate, which was dissolved in the 1860s when power was returned once again to the emperor.

Shonagon's time was in the twilight of the age when samurai still served and the nobility held absolute power. After the samurai took power, life was very hard in the royal court as they were completely dependent on outside funding without their ability to tax. But Shonagon knew none of this in the halcyon days of Japanese royalty.



Different Ways of Speaking:

  • A priest's language.
  • The speech of men and of women.
  • The common people always tend to add extra syllables to their words.


Elegant Things:

  • A white coat worn over a violet waistcoat.
  • Duck eggs.
  • Shaved ice mixed with liana syrup and put in a new silver bowl.
  • A rosary of rock crystals
  • Wistaria blossoms. Plum blossoms covered with snow.
  • A pretty child eating strawberries.


Unsuitable Things:

  • A woman with ugly hair wearing a robe of white damask.
  • Hollyhock worn in frizzled hair.
  • Snow on the houses of common people. This is especially regrettable when the moonlight shines down on it.
  • A plain wagon on a moonlit night; or a light auburn ox harnessed to such a wagon.
  • A woman who, though well past her youth, is pregnant and walks along panting. It is unpleasant to see a woman of a certain age with a young husband; and it is most unsuitable when she becomes jealous of him because he has gone to visit someone else.
  • An elderly man who has overslept and who wakes up with a start; or a greybeard munching some acorns that he has plucked. An old woman who eats a plum and, finding it sour, puckers her toothless mouth.
  • A woman of the lower classes dressed in a scarlet trouser-skirt. The sight is all too common these days.
  • A handsome man with an ugly wife.
  • An elderly man with a black beard and a disagreeable expression playing with a little child who has just learnt to talk.

It is most unseemly for an Assistant Captain of the Quiver Bearers to make his night patrol in a hunting costume. And, if he wanders outside the women's quarters, ostentatiously clad in his terrifying red cloak, people will be sure to look down on him. They disapprove of his behaviour and taunt him with remarks like 'Are you searching for someone suspicious?'

A Lieutenant in the Imperial Police who serves as a Chamberlain of the Sixth Rank, and therefore has access to Senior Courtiers' Chamber, is regarded as being splendid beyond words. Country folk and people of the lower orders believe he cannot be a creature of this world: in his presence they tremble with fear and dare not meet his eyes. It is very unsuitable that such a man should slink along the narrow corridors of some Palace building in order to steal into a woman's room.

A man's trouser-skirt hanging over a curtain of state that has been discreetly perfumed with incense. The material of the trouser-skirt is disagreeably heavy; and, even though it may be shining whitely in the lamp-light, there is something unsuitable about it.

An officer who thinks he is very fashionable in his open over-robe and who folds it thinly as a rat's tail before hanging it over the curtain of state - well, such a man is simply unfit for night patrol. Officers on duty should abstain from visiting the women's quarters; the same applies to Chamberlains of the Fifth Rank.


I was standing in a corridor:

I was standing in a corridor of the Palace with several other women when we noticed some servants passing. We summoned them to us (in what I admit was a rather unladylike fashion) and they turned out to be a group of handsome male attendants and pages carrying attractively wrapped bundles and bags. Trouser-cords protruded from some, and I noticed others contained bows, arrows, shields, halberds, and swords. 'Whom do these belong to?' we asked each of the servants in turn. Some of them knelt down respectfully and replied, 'They belong to Lord So-and-so.' Then they stood up and continued on their way, which was all very nice. But others gave themselves airs, or else were embarrassed and said, 'I don't know', or even went off without replying at all, which I found hateful indeed.

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Even in ancient Japan, people love lists?! Very interesting....where did you find this writing?
I've been enjoying the wisteria also.
I love the peek into another time, another culture.

It's different, yet oddly the same, how everyone has their "set" place in society. At least according to some.
Gald you liked it, Larry. I think she's a hoot!

C Berg, this is from "The Pillow Book", which Sei authored.

new blog, life is more enjoyable once you pull that corncob out of your ass and relax :)

anni, over time Japan became every rigid in its caste system. Commoners did not have surnames but rather were referred to by their jobs, e.g. Joe Janitor or some such.

Mrs M. The book spelled it with an "a" so I kept it that way.
Ooh, I love Sei Shonagon! I even wrote my own lists in the manner of Sei Shonagon the first couple of weeks I was in Japan in the summer of 2006:

Amusing things:
Colin screaming softly at the sight of a spider that has spun its web in the doorframe.
Colin screaming softly at the sight of a small green frog on the railing his hand nearly grazed.
Colin screaming loudly as a cicada flies into his ear.

Things that are near though distant:
The train ride to anywhere remotely urban.
The expiration of my tourist visa.

Things that give a pathetic impression:
A person afraid to leave her single air-conditioned room.
Those are wonderful, Cassandra!
For some reason I failed to comment on the first post of hers you did. I discovered her while doing research into Heian costume for a project, but never went so far as to actually get myself a copy of "The Pillow Book." I believe I shall remedy that now. She sure was a snob, wasn't she? :D
I remember someone asking Sean Connery what he thought of Ian Fleming when they met on the set of one of the Bond films. Connery described him as "a wonderful snob". I think that fits Sei, too. I don't begrudge her any of her snobbery either :)
Some people just earn the right to be snobs. Sounds like she was one of them. Thanks for an interesting and unique post. Rated.
Suspicious, suspicious you, I do not snark about other people's spelling. I really have been enjoying the wisteria. Yesterday I saw some that had overtaken some tall, tall trees, and it was as much as I'd ever seen in one place. It was breathtaking.
Sowwy. Too many darn OS cops around here lately. Got me spooked :)

I don't even know what the heck wisteria is! Oh wait, didn't Def Leppard do an album on that...
Oh Harry, wisteria is the best thing in the world! We had an arch of it behind the house where I grew up. It kills trees, unfortunately, and it only blooms for about a week, but it smells soooo good, like being smothered by angels. Incidentally, the Japanese for wisteria is "fuji."
Thanks, Allie, the divine Mrs. M sent me a wisteria link and they were indeed gorgeous.
Fabulous post, Harry-san, thank you for the introduction to this delectable young female. I'm re-reading 'Out' by Natsuo Kirino for my book club, so I'm in a very Japanese state of mind these days. Maybe I'll recommend 'the Pillow Book', if I can get a copy of it before we meet. meanwhile, I've bookmarked your images and her lists.....
Lovely, truly scrumptious post - and wistaria, too.....mmmm.
Thanks to Mrs. Ross for sending me this way... The Heian era has always been my favourite period of Japanese history, pivotal to so the development of so much of what we consider classical Japanese culture. Personally, I have always favoured Murasaki Shikibu over Sei Shonagon, but The Pillow Book is lovely reading and does indeed show how constant certain elements of human nature have been over the past millenium.
Thanks to Cindy for drawing attention to this. I'm actually more a Sengoku period guy myself but this was certainly a time of flowering for Japanese culture.
Why am I suddenly reminded of that song from the Sound of Music, "My favorite things"?
Wow, does it hurt to read these comments. So much lost between then and now. Gomennasai.