Round One Hundred and Thirty-Two

Left

わがこころかはらむものかかはらやのしたたく煙わきかへりつつ

wa ga kokoro kawaramu mono ka kawaraya no shita taku keburi wakikaeritsutsu

Is my heart Like to change? A brick-kiln’s Under-kindled smoke Will ever burst out!

263[1]

Right

夢かよふみちさへたえぬ呉竹のふしみの里の雪の下をれ

yume kayou michi sae taenu kuretake no fushimi no sato no yuki no shitaore

In dreams I trod A path now gone: The bamboo at Fushimi is Broken in the snow.

264[2]

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[1] Goshūishū XIV: 818: Topic unknown.

[2] Shinkokinshū VI: 673: In the same house, when he had winter poems composed containing place-names, this was composed on snow on the estate of Fushimi.