by Carson Reynolds
東京都 is divided into two distinct parts. There is the eastern part, which is also called the “23 wards” after the dense districts that perform the vital functions of the metropolis. The western part could not be more different. It is sparse, mountainous with 町 and 神社 dotting the more horizontal parts of the hills. Perhaps this stark opposition is what draws me there.
The small 虫 hanging down from cedar and bamboo on silk threads were first invisible to my neon-saturated eys. But then as I climbed out of the valleys, the hypnotic mantras of the subway (ドアーが閉まります) were gradually filtered out by the é³¥ and the visual and aural tones of the 林.