A poem to lament that his feelings of sadness were proving impossible to abate as the time of his return to the capital grew near.
我が背子は玉にもがもな霍公鳥声にあへ貫き手に巻きて行かむ
wa ga seko pa tama ni mogamona pototogisu kowe ni apenuki te ni makite yukamu |
You, my friend, are As a jewel; On a cuckoo’s Call would I thread you, and Go clasping you in hand… |
Ōtomo no Yakamochi
The above poem was presented by Ōtomo sukune Yakamochi to Secretary Ōtomo sukune Ikenushi. 30th day of the Fourth Month.