Category Archives: Senzaishū

SZS IV: 249

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宮城野の萩や雄鹿の妻ならん花咲きしより声の色なる

miyagino no
Fagi ya wosika no
tuma naran
Fana sakisi yori
kowe no iro naru
On Miyagi plain
Has the bush clover the stag’s
Bride become?
For since the blossom bloomed
His cry takes on its passionate hue.

Fujiwara no Mototoshi
藤原基俊

SZS III: 218

Composed at the residence of the Ōmiya Former Chancellor, on the conception of when the moon in autumn seems like summer.

小萩原また花咲かぬ宮城野の鹿や今宵の月に鳴くらん

koFagiFara
mata Fana sakanu
miyagino no
sika ya koyoFi no
tuki ni nakuran
The young bush clover meadows
Are not yet in bloom;
On Miyagi plain
Do the stags tonight
Cry to the moon, I wonder?

Fujiwara no Atsunaka
藤原敦仲

SZS V: 303

Composed at the time a hundred poem sequence was presented, during the reign of former Emperor Horikawa.

山里は淋しかりけり木枯らしの吹く夕暮の日暮の声

yamazato Fa
sabisikarikeri
kogarasi no
Fuku yuFugure no
Figurasi no kowe
A mountain dwelling
Seems lonely:
When the chill winter wind
Blows on an evening with
The sunset cicadas’ song…

Fujiwara no Nakazane
藤原仲実

SZS IV: 281

Composed on the conception of the moon over the water, at the residence of Supernumerary Middle Councillor Toshitada at Katsura.

あすも来む野路の玉川萩こえて色なる浪に月やどりけり

asu mo komu
nodi no tamakaFa
Fagi koete
ironaru nami ni
tuki yadorikeri
The morning comes, too,
To Noji’s jewelled river;
Over-running the bush-clover are
Motley waves where
The moon does lodge.

Minamoto no Shunrai
源俊頼

SZS IV: 271

Composed on the conception of thinking about flowers in the meadows.

今はしも穂に出でぬらむ東路の石田の小野の篠の小薄

ima wa simo
Fo ni idenuramu
adumadi no
iFata no wono no
sino no wosusuki
Now it is that
Their fronds seem to appear:
On the eastern roads,
Through Iwata meadows,
Fresh silver-grass among the arrow bamboo.

Fujiwara no Kore’ie
藤原伊家

SZS VI: 389

Composed on the conception of the beginning of winter at the time a hundred poem sequence was presented during the reign of Former Emperor Horikawa.

泉川水の水曲のふしづけに岩間の氷る冬は来にけり

idumigaFa
midu no miwada no
Fusiduke ni
iFama no koForu
Fuyu Fa kinikeri
On the River Izumi
The water pools
Around the fish-traps,
Frozen between the rocks,
Winter has come, indeed.

Fujiwara no Nakazane
藤原仲実