Eikyū hyakushu 318

Pine Crickets 松虫

夕されば野べもや物をおもふらん松虫鳴きて露しめりけり

yū sareba
nobe mo ya mono o
omouran
matsumushi nakite
tsuyu shimerikeri
When the evening comes
Does the plain seem
Sunk in thought?
The pine crickets crying, and
The dew so chill…

Toshiyori

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