Sanekata Shū 267

When I was a dancer at the Lesser Kamo Festival, on passing before the carriage belonging to the ladies of the Kamo Virgin, one of them suddenly called out to me:

行きずりに見つる山井の衣手を

yukizuri ni
mituru yamawi no
koromode wo
As you passed by,
I did glimpse indigo, from a peak-born spring
Staining your sleeves.

And I replied:

めづらしとこそ神はみるらし

medurasi to koso
kami Fa mirurasi
Rare is such a thing, indeed!
Will the gods deign to notice, I wonder?

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *