Round One Hundred and Nineteen

Left

旅の空夜半のけぶりとのぼりなばあまのもしほ火たくかとやみん

tabi no sora yowa no keburi to noborinaba ama no moshiobi taku ka to ya min

Should into my travel’s skies One night as smoke I rise, The fisherfolk seaweed salt fires Kindling—would it appear so, I wonder?

237[1]

Right

うき人の月はなにぞのゆかりぞとおもひながらもうちながめつつ

ukibito no tsuki wa nani zo no yukari zo to omoinagara mo uchinagamitsutsu

That cruel one: Why with the moon does She have a bond?— While wondering that Do I ever gaze upon it…

238[2]

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[1] Goshūishū IX: 503: On seeing fisherfolk burning salt when he was on the road to Kumano, and felt particularly unwell.

[2] Shinkokinshū XIV: 1266: Topic unknown.