Sankashū 1503

[One of] Ten poems lamenting his circumstances.


iza saraba
sakari omou mo
hodo mo araji
hakoya ga mine ni
hana ni mutsureshi
So, then, so be it!
To reach full bloom, I feel,
Time I lack, but
Atop Hakoya peak
The flowers were dear to me, indeed…


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