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夜をさむみねざめてきけばをしぞなく払ひもあへず霜やおくらん
| yo wo samumi nezamete kikeba wosi zo naku FaraFi mo aFezu simo ya okuran | Chill the night and On waking, I hear A mandarin drake a’crying For he cannot brush away The fallen frost, it seems. |
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Monthly Archives: May 2026
Zōki-hōshi shū 47
When I was awake and gazing out at the dawn, the mists arose extremely densely all around, and all I could do was heartfeltly say this, thinking that I should be able to see the sky.
からにしき染むる山には立田姫きりのまくをぞ引きまはしたる
| karanishiki somuru yama ni wa tatsuta-hime kirimaku o zo hikimawashitaru | Cathay brocade Dyed are the mountains where Princess Tatsuta The mists for her curtain Has drawn around. |
Dharma Master Zōki
Yōzei’in ichi no miko himegimi uta’awase 11
Original
もみぢばはきりのたつにもちりけるをかぜをかたなとおもひけるかな
| momijiba wa kiri no tatsu ni mo chirikeru o kaze o katana to omoikeru kana | The scarlet leaves with The rising mists Do scatter— The wind a sword Truly does seem! |
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もみぢばはあきのかぜこそさそひけれきりのなきなをたつぞあやしき
| momijiba wa aki no kaze koso sasoikere kiri no nakina o tatsu zo ayashiki | The scarlet leaves By the winds of autumn, truly, Are invited; That baseless rumours of the mists Arise is strange, indeed! |
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からにしきかぜのたつらんもみぢばはきりのたつにもおくれざりけり
| karanishiki kaze no tatsuran momijiba wa kiri no tatsu ni mo okurezarikeri | Cathay brocade The rising wind seeming to shear Scarlet leaves, Even the rising of the mists Will not delay it.¯ |
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Yōzei’in ichi no miko himegimi uta’awase 10
Original
あきやまにこころをのみもいるるかなもみぢのいろのふかきまにまに
| akiyama ni kokoro o nomi mo iruru kana momiji no iro no fukaki manimani | By the autumn mountains My heart, too, is simply Drawn within! While the hues of scarlet leaves Are so deep… |
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あきやまにいらんこころはなごりなくひとにやみえむもみぢちりなば
| akiyama ni iran kokoro wa nagori naku hito ni yamiemu momiji chirinaba | By the autumn mountains Drawn—such a heart Might leave no trace And such a one might cease to be, Should the scarlet leaves all scatter… |
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もみぢするあきにこころのいるひとやあだなることをまづはしるらむ
| momijisuru aki ni kokoro no iru hito ya adanaru koto o mazu wa shiruramu | Scarlet the leaves turn In autumn—one with a heart So drawn, that ‘Tis fleeting Should know first of all! |
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MYS XX: 4294
A single poem presented in reply by Prince Toneri.
安之比奇能 山尓由伎家牟 夜麻妣等能 情母之良受 山人夜多礼
あしひきの やまにゆきけむ やまびとの こころもしらず やまびとやたれ
| asipiki no yama ni yukikemu yamabito no kokoro mo shirazu yamabito ya tare | To the leg-wearying Mountains seeming to have gone An immortal’s Heart I cannot know, but Who might that immortal be? |
Kōgōgū shunju uta’awase 09
Round Nine
Left – Spring Snow (Win)
はなならでをらまほしきはなにはえのあしのわかばにふれるしらゆき
| hana narade oramahoshiki wa naniwae no ashi no wakaba ni fureru shirayuki | Though they are not blossoms How I long to pick At Naniwa Inlet From the new-grown reed tips Fallen snowflakes. |
Norinaga’s Wife
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Right – Chrysanthemums
むらさきのふかからざりし秋だにもきくはこころにしめてしものを
| murasaki no fukakarazarishi aki dani mo kiku wa kokoro ni shimeteshi mono o | Their violet Was not that deep In autumn, but even so The chrysanthemums, my heart Did pierce… |
The Minister of Public Affairs
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GSIS I: 49
Composed on the topic of lingering snow for a poetry match held by Her Majesty, the Empress during the reign of the Goreizei emperor:
はなならでをらまほしきはなにはえのあしのわかばにふれるしらゆき
| Fana narade woramahosiki Fa naniFae no asi no wakaba ni Fureru shirayuki | Though they are not blossoms How I long to pick At Naniwa Inlet From the new-grown reed tips Fallen snowflakes. |
Lord Fujiwara no Norinaga
Horikawa hyakushu 82
SZS I: 4
Composed on ‘lingering snow’, in a hundred poem sequence he presented for the reign of former emperor Horikawa.
道たゆといとひしものを山ざとにきゆるはをしき去年の雪かな
| miti tayu to ito Fisi mono wo yamazato ni kiyuru wa osiki kozo no yuki kana | That the way was blocked Was terrible, indeed, but At this mountain retreat As it vanishes, regret I feel For last year’s snow! |
Former Middle Counsellor Masafusa
SKKS XI: 1031
On the conception of summer lover, when he held a poetry match at his house.
うつせみのなくねやよそにもりの露ほしあへぬ袖を人のとふまで
| utsusemi no naku ne ya yoso ni mori no tsuyu hoshiaenu sode o hito no tou made | A cicada shell of Cries, sobs distant as Dripping dewdrops in the forest— My sleeves never drying Until folk ask me why.. |
The Regent and Grand Minister