Heed the words of Akutagawa
Don’t let them fall
Like the searing rain
Over the corpses of the Gate
Look through the eyes of Kurosawa
Black and white you shall see
Simple and complex
The truth and its absence
Oh noble warrior
How strange is your courage?
Oh woman of purity
How foul is your innocence?
Oh great bandit
How weak is your blade?
Why would they lie, I ask?
To free us from murder
To save us from rape
To hide from our shame
Would you tell the truth?
You are the noble warrior
You are the woman of purity
You are the great bandit
Welcome to the Gate of Rashomon
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent ode to one of the great, great directors and one of his unforgettable films. A very haunting movie. Nice poem.