Composed on the conception of the waters clogged with fallen leaves, when he had gone to the River Ōi.
高瀬舟しぶくばかりにもみぢ葉の流れてくだる大井河かな
| takasebune shibuku bakari ni momijiba no nagarete kudaru ōigawa kana | The punts Simply struggle in The scarlet leaves Flowing down The River Ōi. |
Fujiwara no Ietaka
Topic unknown.
さざなみや志賀のからさき風さえてひらのたかねに霰ふるなり
| sazanami ya shiga no karasaki kaze saete hira no takane ni arare furunari | Wavelets wash Karasaki in Shiga, and The wind is chill, so On the high peaks of Hira The hail must be falling. |
The Hosshōji Lay Priest, former Chancellor and Palace Minister [Fujiwara no Tadamichi]
Composed on the conception of the evening of the year by the sea, at the residence of the Tsuchimikado Palace Minister.
ゆくとしをゝじまのあまのぬれ衣かさねて袖になみやかくらん
| yuku toshi o ojima no ama no nuregoromo kasnete sode ni nami ya kakuran | The parting year covers me with Regret, as at Ojima the fisherfolk’s Drenched robes are Laid atop each other, with sleeves Still washed by waves, it seems… |
Fujiwara no Ari’ie
At the evening of the year, when she was lamenting that she had grown old.
かぞふればとしののこりもなかりけり老いぬるばかりかなしきはなし
| kazoureba toshi no nokori mo nakarikeri oinuru bakari kanashiki wa nashi | I count the days, but Remnants of this year Are none; My age, simply brings Nothing but sadness. |
Izumi Shikibu
Composed on the evening of the year.
へだて行くよよの面かげかきくらし雪にふりぬるとしの暮かな
| hedateyuku yo yo no omokage kakikurashi yuki ni furinuru toshi no kure kana | Disappearing into the distance Are the shapes of times gone by, Darkness descending with The falling snow—my age At the evening of the year. |
The Daughter of Master of the Dowager Empress Household Office Toshinari
Sent to someone at the evening of the year.
おのづからいはぬをしたふ人やあるとやすらふほどに年の暮れぬる
| onozukara iwanu o shitau hito ya aru to yasurau hodo ni toshi no kurenuru | I Said nothing, but fondly Do you think of me? And while I wondered, The year has reached its evening. |
Saigyō
A poem from the Poetry Contest held by the Empress Dowager during the reign of the Kanpyō emperor.
待てといふに留らぬものと知りながらしひてぞおしき春の別れは
| mate to iu ni tomaranu mono to shirinagara shiite zo oshiki haru no wakare wa | Asking it to stay, when that It will not remain I know too well— And yet how strongly I regret Parting from spring… |
Anonymous
A poem from the Poetry Contest held by the Empress Dowager during the reign of the Kanpyō emperor.
水の面にあやをりみだる春雨や山のみどりをなべて染むらん
| mizu no omo ni ayaori midaru harusame ya yama no midori o nabete somuran | Upon the water’s surface A confusing pattern paints The rain of spring— Will it now the mountains All dye with green, I wonder? |
Ōchikōchi no Mitsune
On the conception of the beginning of spring, composed for a hundred poem sequence for the Lay Priest and former Regent and Chancellor, when he was Minister of the Right.
今日といへば大唐までもゆく春を都にのみと思ひけるかな
| kyō to ieba morokoshi made mo yuku haru o miyako ni nomi to omoikeru kana |
On this day, the spring that Even unto Cathay Will travel is In the capital alone I feel! |
Master of the Dowager Empress’ Household Office Shunzei
皇太后宮大夫俊成
When Lord Yoshinobu had gone to Ōharano, he met someone whom it seemed strange to find living in such a mountain retreat; when Yoshinobu asked him how he had come to be there:
世中を背きにとてはこしかどもなを憂きことは大原の里
| yo no naka o somuki ni tote wa koshikadomo nao uki koto wa ōhara no sato |
“The mundane world I will abandon,” I said and Came here, yet Still are there many sorrows In this estate at Ōhara. |
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