Sanekata Shū 280

When I was at the court of the Crown Prince during a Kōshin Rite at the beginning of the year, I composed the following with ‘the pointlessness of darkness’ as a topic:


niFoFi saFe
mume no Fana
woru ni mo ika ni
mono ukaramasi
Had they no scent
To fragrance them,
Plum blossoms
Plucked by touch alone
Would be a chore, indeed!

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