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2018
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O-Sode, might we not be too cruel to her?
O-SODE-SAN
If we could not laugh at Obaa-San, how then could we laugh? She has been sent from the dome of the sky for our mirth.
O-KATSU-SAN
I do not know! I do not know! Sometimes I think I hear tears in her laugh!
O-SODE-SAN
Pss-s! That is no laugh. Obaa-San cackles like an old hen.
O-KATSU-SAN
I think she is unhappy now and then—always, perhaps.
O-SODE-SAN
Has she not her weeping willow tree—the grandmother?
O-KATSU-SAN
Ay. She loves the tree.
O-SODE-SAN
The grandmother of the weeping willow tree! It's well for the misshapen, and the childless, and the loveless to have a tree to love.
O-KATSU-SAN
But, O-Sode, the weeping willow tree can not love her. Perhaps even old Obaa-San longs for love.
O-SODE-SAN
Do we not come daily to her to talk to her? And to ask her all about her weeping willow tree?
O-KATSU-SAN
Oi! Obaa-San.
[A sigh is heard.
O-SODE-SAN
What was that, O-Katsu?
O-KATSU-SAN
Someone sighed—a deep, hard sigh.
O-SODE-SAN
Oi! Obaa-San! Grandmother!
[The sigh is almost a moan.
O-KATSU-SAN
It seemed to come from the weeping willow tree.
O-SODE-SAN
O-Katsu! Perhaps some evil spirit haunts the tree.
O-KATSU-SAN
Some hideous Gaki! Like the Gaki of Kokoru—the evil ghost that can feed only on the unrest of humans. Their unhappiness is his food. He has to find misery in order to live, and win his way back once more to humanity. To different men he changes his shape at will, and sometimes is invisible.
O-SODE-SAN
Quick, Katsu, let us go to the shrine—and pray—and pray.
O-KATSU-SAN
Ay. There!
[They go out. The Gaki appears.
THE GAKI
Why did you sigh?
THE VOICE OF THE TREE
O Gaki of Kokoru! My heart hangs within me like the weight of years on Obaa-San.
THE GAKI
Why did you moan?
THE TREE
The tree is growing—and it tears my heart.
THE GAKI
I live upon your unrest. Feed me! Feed me!
O-SODE-SAN
If we could not laugh at Obaa-San, how then could we laugh? She has been sent from the dome of the sky for our mirth.
O-KATSU-SAN
I do not know! I do not know! Sometimes I think I hear tears in her laugh!
O-SODE-SAN
Pss-s! That is no laugh. Obaa-San cackles like an old hen.
O-KATSU-SAN
I think she is unhappy now and then—always, perhaps.
O-SODE-SAN
Has she not her weeping willow tree—the grandmother?
O-KATSU-SAN
Ay. She loves the tree.
O-SODE-SAN
The grandmother of the weeping willow tree! It's well for the misshapen, and the childless, and the loveless to have a tree to love.
O-KATSU-SAN
But, O-Sode, the weeping willow tree can not love her. Perhaps even old Obaa-San longs for love.
O-SODE-SAN
Do we not come daily to her to talk to her? And to ask her all about her weeping willow tree?
O-KATSU-SAN
Oi! Obaa-San.
[A sigh is heard.
O-SODE-SAN
What was that, O-Katsu?
O-KATSU-SAN
Someone sighed—a deep, hard sigh.
O-SODE-SAN
Oi! Obaa-San! Grandmother!
[The sigh is almost a moan.
O-KATSU-SAN
It seemed to come from the weeping willow tree.
O-SODE-SAN
O-Katsu! Perhaps some evil spirit haunts the tree.
O-KATSU-SAN
Some hideous Gaki! Like the Gaki of Kokoru—the evil ghost that can feed only on the unrest of humans. Their unhappiness is his food. He has to find misery in order to live, and win his way back once more to humanity. To different men he changes his shape at will, and sometimes is invisible.
O-SODE-SAN
Quick, Katsu, let us go to the shrine—and pray—and pray.
O-KATSU-SAN
Ay. There!
[They go out. The Gaki appears.
THE GAKI
Why did you sigh?
THE VOICE OF THE TREE
O Gaki of Kokoru! My heart hangs within me like the weight of years on Obaa-San.
THE GAKI
Why did you moan?
THE TREE
The tree is growing—and it tears my heart.
THE GAKI
I live upon your unrest. Feed me! Feed me!
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