SZS IX: 603

When the Monk Saijū, a fellow pilgrim, became ill around Autumn time, seeing he had not long to live, Saigyō composed:


morotomo ni
nagame nagamete
aki no tuki
Fitori ni naramu
koto zo kanasiki
Have we gazed and gazed again
Upon the Autumn moon;
To do it alone
Will be sad indeed.

The Monk En’i

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