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40 When leaving my love behind In the Hikite mountains— Leaving her there in her grave, I walk down the mountain path, I feel not like one living. Kakinomoto Hitomaro

Dialogue poems

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An old threnody

The mallards call with evening from the reeds And float with dawn midway on the water; They sleep with their mates, it is said, With white wings overlapping and tails asweep Lest the frost should fall upon them.