Every day, an old woman draws water from the Shirakawa River to offer to the Kannon bodhisattva in Iwato. She appears again today, walking with a cane. 梅若六郎 A courtesan who once lived elegantly in a house surrounded by a cedarwood fence now recites poems lamenting old age. 関根祥六 At dusk, the old woman asks the monk at Iwato to perform a memorial service for her and disappears. 金春信高 When the monk visits Shirakawa, where the old woman lived, her ghost appears and speaks of the suffering of hell. 友枝喜久夫 On a moonlit night, she scoops water with a bucket from the Shirakawa to lighten her sins. 浅見真州 She begins again the dance she performed at the request of Fujiwara no Okinori. 関根祥六 Praying for enlightenment, she dances while feeling the sadness of this transient world. 橋岡久馬 [ Paused. To restart, please click on the photo. ]
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Photo: TOSHIRO MORITA
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