Kinkai wakashū 35

After I had had various people compose on the scent of plum carried on the breeze.


kono nenuru
asake no kaze ni
kaoru nari
nokiba no ume no
haru no hatsubana
Having slept
The dawntime breeze
Is scented:
Beneath my eaves the plum
Shows spring’s first blossom.
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