What do you think?
Rate this book


208 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1307
Sow all the words you can
For in a better age
Men shall judge the harvest
By its intrinsic worth.
It was at this time that I learned of the illness of the son I had borne to GoFukakusa last year, who was now being raised quietly by Takaaki. Hardly did I have time to ponder the evil consequences that might flow from my misconduct when I heard, on the eighth day of the tenth month, that my son had died, vanishing like a raindrop after a winter rain. I had tried to prepare myself for this, but its swiftness left me grief-stricken. . . . (p. 51)
. . . Next I reached the Ukishima Plain at the base of Mount Fuji, which someone once compared in the fifth month to a dappled fawn. Now the metaphor seemed apt, judging from the apparent depth of the snow on that high peak, as deep, it seemed, as the layers of worry covering this transient self of mine. No smoke arose from Mount Fuji now, and I wonder what the poet Saigyo had seen yielding to the wind. . . . (p. 184)
I persisted in dwelling on the past. I could not recall my mother's face, for she had died when I was only two. When I turned four I was taken, toward the end of the ninth month, to the palace of the Retired Emperor GoFukakusa. . . . During the years that I was well received at the palace I cherished the secret dream of becoming the pride and joy of my clan. Such expectations did not seem unreasonable, yet I decided to give up everything and enter the path of renunciation. . . . I thought I had renounced all such worldly attachments, but I still found myself longing for the palace of my youth and recalling His Majesty's great kindness. Reminded of these things, my only solace was to weep until tears darkened my sleeves. (p. 196)