“But I watched the monk and listened to his playing. The narrow yet busy street with its ramshackle dwellings had little in common with the monk and the lute, but somewhere, I felt there was a deep understanding between them. The lute’s sobbing tones drifted between the rows of houses on either side, mingling withContinue reading “RKS Japanese Literature: The Monk with a Lute (Doppo Kunikida )”
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