Category Archives: Fubokushō

Fubokushō XXIV: 11386

Scarlet lotus flowers floating on marsh water, from the poetry contest at Sadafun’s house, Engi 6

みどりぬにうきたるはちすくれなゐにみづにごるなり波たつなゆめ

midorinu ni
ukitaru hatisu
kurenawi ni
midu nigorunari
nami tatu na yume
Upon the green marsh
Floats a lotus
Its scarlet
Stains the waters –
O, rise not, you waves!

Anonymous

Fubokushō I: 93

Same as the previous poem.

咲く花のひかりにもゆる春のきはけぶりをこめて晴れずぞ有りける

saku Fana no
Fikari ni moyuru
Faru no ki Fa
keburi wo komete
Farezu zo arikeru
The blooming blossom
Burning a’glow is
The sense of spring;
Surrounded by smoke that
Never clears…

Anonymous

Fubokushō I: 92

On the warm feeling of spring, enveloped by smoke, from the poetry contest at Sadafun’s house in Engi 6.

梅の花雪にみゆれど春の気はけぶりをこめて寒からなくに

ume no Fana
yuki ni miyuredo
Faru no ki Fa
keburi wo komete
samurakanaku ni
The plum blossom
Seems like snow, yet
The sense of spring
Is surrounded with smoke
Though I feel no chill…

Anonymous

Fubokushō XIV: 5840

A poem from a poetry contest held in the Eighth Month, Shōtai 4.

いそのかみふるのやしろにはふくずもあきにしなれば色かはりけり

isonokami
Furu no yasiro ni
haFu kuzu mo
aki ni shi nareba
iro kaFarikeri
In Isonokami
At the ancient shrine of Furu
Even the creeping kudzu vine
When the autumn comes
Does change its hues.

Anonymous

Fubokushō XI: 4232

A poem from the Poetry Contest held in the first year of Shōtai by former emperor Uda.[1]

wominaFesi
woritoru goto ni
matumusi no
yado Fa karenu to
naku ga kanashiki
O, maidenflowers,
Each and every time I pick you,
The pine crickets, that
Their lodging should not fade away
Do cry, and that is sad, indeed.

Anonymous


[1]The headnote is mistaken, as this poem actually comes from another maidenflower contest held by Uda, the year of which is unknown.

Fubokushō II: 380

君にとし思ひかくれば鶯のはなのくしげもをしまざりけり

kimi ni to si
omoFikakureba
uguFisu no
hana no kusige mo
wosimazarikeri
For my Lady did
I fondly think, so
The warbler’s
Comb box of blossom
I do not regret at all…

Ise

It is said that she composed this poem and sent it, together with some budding scarlet plum blossom to the residence of the Kujō Lady of the Bedchamber when Her Highness held a little box match.