Shiki also wrote that the beginning poet should constantly take walks and travel all over, in every season.
The subjects of his poems need not be restricted to famous places, however; if one looked about calmly and carefully, subjects could be found everywhere.
Even in a little garden where one could take no more than than ten steps, the poet might find a new subject every day.
Thus, it was not the poem-journey itself that was the absolute value, but the observation of nature: the former was the means to the latter.
A lot of my walking lately is done in my mind and I think I do it to relieve other nagging concerns that just won't quit.
I walk in my sleep and talk in my sleep, but it’s fine because, as Shiki says, walking reveals and illuminates.
Walking the dogs tonight, I noticed how our tree array in the pre-summer evening light looks like the cover of the Yale Younger Poets edition of John Ashbery’s Some Trees I used to own, a book that once meant so much to me.