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(Chikanobu: Snow-bijin entering

the temple. JAOD)


Everything changes;

nothing lasts, the old nun said.

To see a beauty

in a nunnery was odd.

Hiding from the world

must be a sad reaction.

He was made restless

by that one, brief glimpse of her.

But she would not answer him;

she would rather die.

He saw it as haughtiness.

A man’s insistence,

she felt, was just like the wind

which would blow hot and then cold.