An autumn hokku by Issa:
Beneath a Harvest Moon —
Shakespeare wrote in Hamlet that nothing is either good or bad but thinking makes it so. We admire and ooh! and ah! over the large, bright Harvest Moon, but the scarecrow just stands there unconcerned. Full moon or no moon, it is all one to him because he does not think. When it is warm he warms, when it is cold he cools; he is equal to all circumstances because he does not have a mind that prefers one thing and dislikes another.
Robert Burns wrote:
O wad some Pow’r the giftie gie us
To see oursels as others see us.
To see ourselves as others see us would indeed be helpful. But it would also be useful to know how other people see the world in general. We do not all see the same world, nor are we even consistent as to how we see the world from day to day. When we are sad the world looks sad, when we are happy the world looks happy.
As the Dao De Jing says, without ugliness, how could we know beauty? Without sorrow, how could we know happiness?
But none of this affects the scarecrow, who in his way is like is said of God, that he rains on the just and unjust alike. To the scarecrow it is all one whether there is a beautiful Harvest Moon or an ink-black night. And the reason he is in this hokku is because humans, as with dolls, cannot help the feeling that because of the human-like form of scarecrows, there must be some undefined thing about them that is in some way “human.” That is why they move us more than do mere piles of sticks or of old clothing.
The old Ch’an Buddhist treatise Xin Xin Ming says,
To attain the Great Way is not difficult;
Just beware of liking and not liking.
When there is nothing you love or detest
Then everything becomes bright and clear.
The Harvest Moon, by the way, is the full moon closest to the Autumn Equinox, which this year has already come and gone. Now the days are growing ever shorter and the nights longer as the Yang of summer has given way to the increasing Yin of Autumn.