In a couple of days, when the ship was ready to embark again, the former prostitutes bade me farewell and asked how long before I would be returning to the capital. At their question, it suddenly occurred to me that I might never return there.

How many days and nights?
One cannot determine life
From this dawn to the next. [5.24]

sad girl



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From The Confessions of Lady Nijō, translated by Karen Brazell - About this site