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	<title>Dream The End &#187; Zeami</title>
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		<title>Zeami &#8211; Bio</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 19 Mar 2014 14:11:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Born in 1363, Zeami, also known as Kanze Motokiyo, is one of the greatest playwrights and theorists of Japanese Noh theatre. The modern form of Noh theatre is credited to Zeami and his father, Kan&#8217;ami. Zeami is credited with approximately 90 of the existent 230 Noh plays. In 1422, he retired to become a Zen [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: left;">Born in 1363, Zeami, also known as Kanze Motokiyo, is one of the greatest playwrights and theorists of Japanese Noh theatre. The modern form of Noh theatre is credited to Zeami and his father, Kan&#8217;ami. Zeami is credited with approximately 90 of the existent 230 Noh plays. In 1422, he retired to become a Zen monk, allowing his son to succeed him. He passed away in 1443.</p>
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<p style="text-align: left;">Zeami is featured in <a href="https://dreamtheend.com/#/?cat=780&amp;rand=56">Sanbusaku 1 三部作</a></p>
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		<title>The Deserted Crone (Obasute)</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 17 Mar 2014 19:48:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[My sleeves move again in dances]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>FROM &#8216;THE DESERTED CRONE&#8217; (OBASUTE)</p>
<p>GHOST. My sleeves move again in dances<br />
Of sweet remembered nights of long ago.<br />
(She continues to dance, her song alternating back and<br />
forth between herself and the Chorus.)</p>
<p>CHORUS. &#8220;No solace for my heart at Sarashina<br />
When I see the moon<br />
Shining down on Mount Obasute&#8221;<br />
When I see the shimmering moon.</p>
<p>GHOST. No stranger to the moon,<br />
I dally among the flowers<br />
For these moments, brief as dew on mountain grasses&#8230;</p>
<p>CHORUS. Fleeting as the dew indeed&#8230;<br />
Why should I have come here?<br />
A butterfly at play&#8230;</p>
<p>GHOST. Fluttering&#8230;<br />
Dancing sleeves&#8230;</p>
<p>CHORUS. Over and return, over and&#8230;</p>
<p>GHOST. Return, return<br />
Autumn of long ago.</p>
<p>CHORUS. My heart is bound by memories,<br />
Unshakable delusions.<br />
In this piercing autumn wind tonight<br />
I ache with longing for the past,<br />
Hunger after the world I knew-<br />
Bitter world,<br />
Autumn.<br />
Friends.<br />
But even as I speak,<br />
See how the night already pales,<br />
And daylight whitens into morning.<br />
I shall vanish,<br />
The traveler will return.<br />
(The Traveler exits.)</p>
<p>GHOST. Now, alone,<br />
Deserted,<br />
A moss-grown wintry hag.<br />
(She watches the Traveler depart, and weeps.)</p>
<p>CHORUS. Abandoned again as long ago.<br />
And once again all that remains-<br />
Desolate, forsaken crag,<br />
Mountain of the Deserted Crone.<br />
(She spreads her arms and remains immobile at the shite-position)</p>
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