Asako House

On the north coast of Honshu Island in Aomori Prefecture, Japan, lived a woman who found herself in the midst of an effort to construct a nuclear power plant in both a literal manner and a figurative manner. She owned property within the construction zone of the plant while also being an opponent to nuclear power in logic and principle.

As the properties around her were bought up by the builders of the plant, she refused to sell and built a house on the property, forcing the plant builders to honor her presence and alter the siting plans to accommodate her rights. Years now, and despite the death of the woman, her daughter assumed her place and the house, with its needed access remains. The daughter does not live in the house, but does visit and keeps it maintained. It’s feared that at some point a way will be found to force the issue and take the property. So a call has been made to please send simple postcards to the house address, as postal deliveries are part of her right of access and add traffic to the access road. This page is dedicated to Asako House and those who in some small manner might be interested in sharing with me a contribution to its cause. Info about it is here.

Might you send a card? Or two? Or…

Or might I offer an opportunity to send some of your thoughts written on one of my cards?

I send a postcard once a week to Asako House. While there’s no need for text on the postcard, I usually try to write a short poem for the blank back. Just 3-12 or so lines. I’m sure my style has gotten a bit redundant, if they’re read at all. I’d like to think, as exposed as text is, that in the least postal people might read in the process. Just the trip to the post office to mail has given me the opportunity to bring awareness of others to the situation and its cause.

So my thought is that maybe some might like to contribute something of theirs to those postcards. I’m spending the $1.15 and doing the legwork anyway. As I said, my style is getting old even to me. Just post any contribution as a comment at the bottom. If one feels they’d like to know more about me and judge my motives, at the bottom of this page is a link or click here.

Though this site is public, it does not entertain external links such as Facebook, Twitter, etc. I’m not looking for hits to this site for some advantage. One should be aware that it’s not likely that anyone will see their comments but those who also comment and those I might invite in general to view my things. If one does decide that they’d like to contribute they must realize that there are only so many cards that I send. All comments are moderated before post, and I will scrub all email addresses from comments placed. I will out of necessity at this point be the sole judge of the material that is placed upon the card. I have no intention of claiming this material as my own, so please, in your contribution include how you would like to see attribution if any is desired. The return address upon a card that contains the contribution of others will consist of my personal street address only, not my name. Be aware that I won’t place a link or an email address with any attribution. Any contributor whose material is placed upon a card I will notify at sending. Also be aware that unused material will remain on my site as future material unless deletion by the author is requested. Beyond what I’ve stated here, it’s currently a thankless exercise to which I’m asking others to contribute their personal optimism and hope for the future in this small act.

Please keep it short. I hand-write these cards intentionally that they not appear impersonal. The cards are standard postcard size which should be considered 4″ x 5″ at best. While I like to hand-write, I will print out of necessity a particularly good piece that space requires be printed. I tend to write my poems only, vertically on the back of the card, but things can be placed horizontally to accommodate longer lines. Prose will also be considered. I will entertain placing original artwork on the back of the card. I only own a black-and-white printer, but if I liked a contribution with color enough I would entertain the thought of spending a bit more at the local printing place.

Any questions pertinent to this page’s stated purpose can be placed in a comment or in an email to



One thought on “Asako House

  1. Asako cared and acted within her rights, yet she died. Personally, I think she was called to peace.

    The following lines are taken from a ‘poem’ I wrote some years ago for another, they are repeated here for Asako.

    “Occasionally on life’s journey we catch brief glimpse of
    mirror of reflection, blink, then it is gone.
    Everyone falls down, yet sometimes we see
    Some ‘one’, still struggling, trying to stand up.

    At times we hear a message in testimony of a life
    showing on some pages about an imperfect one.

    Have you ever thought: this spark of energy
    lightened of its load, no longer anchored
    may have floated high above, like lost baggage
    some traits discarded, so they could rise up?”


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