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2018
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It seems as though the weeping willow tree had warmed and shown its heart to me.
AOYAGI
I am the Lady of the Weeping Willow tree!
OBAA-SAN
I care not who or what you are. You are here—close to my heart and I have waited always. I know I dream—I know.
AOYAGI
How long I've tried to speak to you!
OBAA-SAN
How long my heart has yearned for you!
AOYAGI
Mother!
[The Gaki appears.
THE GAKI
Such happiness. Already she has forgotten the coming of the man.
OBAA-SAN
Oh, how I've dreamed of you! When I was very, very young and had my little doll, I dreamed of you. I used to sing a lullaby and still I sing it in my heart:
See, baby, see
The ears of the wolf are long;
Sleep, baby, sleep,
Your father is brave and strong.
I grew into womanhood and still I dreamed of you. And, dreaming still, I grew old. And all the world it seemed to me, made sport of my longing and my loneliness. The people of the village called me grandmother. The children echoed the grownups' cry and ran from me. Now—Aoyagi—you are here. Oh, the warmth—the peace. Come let me gather flowers for the house. Let me—
AOYAGI
Oh, mother, dear. I am so happy here.
OBAA-SAN (suddenly becoming the solicitous mother, she handles Aoyagi as one might handle a doll)
Are you—truly?—Are you warm?—You are hungry!
AOYAGI
No—I am just happy.
[She nestles close to Obaa-San. There is complete contentment.
OBAA-SAN
I shall bring you—a surprise.
[She darts into the house. Immediately The Gaki comes in.
THE GAKI
You seem very happy, Aoyagi. And your mother is very happy, too.—And I am hungry now.
AOYAGI
You will not hurt her! Let me go back to the Weeping Willow Tree—
THE GAKI
That would kill her—perhaps.
AOYAGI
No—no—I should be near her then—always.
THE GAKI
But where would I have my food? Not in your heart, not in hers—I should starve and I must live.
AOYAGI
What then?
THE GAKI
See!
[He points to the road. Aoyagi looks in that direction as The Gaki disappears. Riki comes in. Occasionally one may hear a bit of a lullaby sung in the old cracked voice of Obaa-San:
See, baby, see
The ears of the wolf are long;
Sleep, baby, sleep,
Your father is brave and strong.
Riki is a poet, young, free, romantic. He faces Aoyagi a little moment as though a wonderful dragonfly had poised above his reflection in a pool.
RIKI
You are she!
AOYAGI
I am the Lady of the Weeping Willow tree!
OBAA-SAN
I care not who or what you are. You are here—close to my heart and I have waited always. I know I dream—I know.
AOYAGI
How long I've tried to speak to you!
OBAA-SAN
How long my heart has yearned for you!
AOYAGI
Mother!
[The Gaki appears.
THE GAKI
Such happiness. Already she has forgotten the coming of the man.
OBAA-SAN
Oh, how I've dreamed of you! When I was very, very young and had my little doll, I dreamed of you. I used to sing a lullaby and still I sing it in my heart:
See, baby, see
The ears of the wolf are long;
Sleep, baby, sleep,
Your father is brave and strong.
I grew into womanhood and still I dreamed of you. And, dreaming still, I grew old. And all the world it seemed to me, made sport of my longing and my loneliness. The people of the village called me grandmother. The children echoed the grownups' cry and ran from me. Now—Aoyagi—you are here. Oh, the warmth—the peace. Come let me gather flowers for the house. Let me—
AOYAGI
Oh, mother, dear. I am so happy here.
OBAA-SAN (suddenly becoming the solicitous mother, she handles Aoyagi as one might handle a doll)
Are you—truly?—Are you warm?—You are hungry!
AOYAGI
No—I am just happy.
[She nestles close to Obaa-San. There is complete contentment.
OBAA-SAN
I shall bring you—a surprise.
[She darts into the house. Immediately The Gaki comes in.
THE GAKI
You seem very happy, Aoyagi. And your mother is very happy, too.—And I am hungry now.
AOYAGI
You will not hurt her! Let me go back to the Weeping Willow Tree—
THE GAKI
That would kill her—perhaps.
AOYAGI
No—no—I should be near her then—always.
THE GAKI
But where would I have my food? Not in your heart, not in hers—I should starve and I must live.
AOYAGI
What then?
THE GAKI
See!
[He points to the road. Aoyagi looks in that direction as The Gaki disappears. Riki comes in. Occasionally one may hear a bit of a lullaby sung in the old cracked voice of Obaa-San:
See, baby, see
The ears of the wolf are long;
Sleep, baby, sleep,
Your father is brave and strong.
Riki is a poet, young, free, romantic. He faces Aoyagi a little moment as though a wonderful dragonfly had poised above his reflection in a pool.
RIKI
You are she!
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