A Hundred Verses from Old Japan · 48 of 101
47. The Priest Ye-kei: Ye-kei Hōshi
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The Priest Ye-kei
YE-KEI HŌSHI
Yaemugura Shigereru yado no Sabishiki ni Hito koso miene Aki wa ki ni keri.
MY little temple stands alone, No other hut is near; No one will pass to stop and praise Its vine-grown roof, I fear, Now that the autumn’s here.
The Priest Ye-kei lived about the end of the tenth century, but nothing is known about him. In the picture he is shown outside his humble little temple with its patched roof and the vine growing up the wall.