On autumn mornings, kōshin Fourth Month, Kenpo 5.
をぐら山しぐるるころのあさなあさな昨日はうすき四方のもみぢば
ogurayama shigururu koro no asana asana kinō wa usuki yomo no momijiba | On gloomy Ogura Mountain When the showers fall Each and every morning, How faded are yesterday’s Scarlet leaves, all around. |
Former Middle Counsellor Sada’ie
Marlberry
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あさごとにきりはふれどもあしひきのやまたち花はいろもかはらず
asa goto ni kiri wa furedomo ashihiki no yamatachibana wa iro mo kawarazu | With every morning The mist rolls down, yet on The leg-wearying Mountains, the marlberry’s Hues remain unchanged. |
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みねだにやすみうくならんあしひきのやまたち花のみやまゐをせる
mine dani ya sumi’ukunaran ashihiki no yamatachibana no miyamai o seru | Does even the peak Seem so hard to dwell upon? The leg-wearying Mountain marlberry has Turned the hidden spring a darker hue. |
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Sent to Mitsune’s house, the morning after Tanabata.
あさとあけてながめやすらん織女のあかぬ別のそらをこひつつ
asa to akete nagame ya suran tanabata no akanu wakare no sora wo koFitutu | With the morning comes the dawn, and Should I gaze upon, I wonder The Weaver Maid’s Unfulfilled parting Sky ever with such fond feelings? |
Tsurayuki
At the new palace, on gazing on the tracks across the plains.
ますらをがあさふむのぢをみわたせばくもゐはるかにかくるせこなは
masurao ga asa fumu noji o miwataseba kumoi haruka ni kakuru sekonawa | A brawny man Has in the morning trod this trackways I gaze upon, so Among the distant clouds Dangle hunter’s snares. |
Fujiwara no Akisuke
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おもひにはあふ空さへやもえわたるあさたつ雲を煙とはして
omoi ni wa au sora sae ya moewataru asa tatsu kumo o keburi to wa shite | Is it our fires of passion Meeting in the skies, and Burning all? The clouds rising with the morning Have turned to smoke… |
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明けぬとて帰る道にはこきたれて雨もなみだもふりそほちつつ
akenu tote kaeru michi ni wa kokitarete ame mo namida mo furisōchitsutsu | Tis the break of day, and On the road back home Descending sheets of Rain, and my tears, too Soak me to the skin… |
Lord Toshiyuki
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[1] Kokinshū XIII: 639/Kokin rokujō V: 2732
Composed on the conception of being buried in frosty fallen leaves.
落ちつもる庭の木の葉を夜のほどにはらひてけりと見する朝霜
otitumoru niwa no ko no Fa wo yo no hodo ni FaraFitekeri to misuru asasimo | Fallen, piled high at My estate, the leaves from the trees Within the space of a single night Have been swept away, It seems, by the morning frost. |
Anonymous
Autumn
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秋の夜の有明にみれど久堅の月のかつらはうつろはぬかな
aki no yo no ariake ni miredo hisakata no tsuki no katsura wa utsurouwanu kana | An autumn night’s Dawn I see, yet The eternal Moon’s silver trees Show no sign of fading! |
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秋萩の花咲く比の白露は下ばのためとわきて置くべし
aki hagi no hana saku koro no shiratsuyu wa shitaba no tame to wakite okubeshi | In autumn, the bush clover Flowers bloom—just then Silver dewdrops For the under-leaves Do fall, marking every one. |
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秋風はいなばもそよとふきつめりかりみる程と成りやしぬらん
akikaze wa inaba mo soyo to fukitsumeri kari miru hodo to nari ya shinuran | The autumn breeze Seems to rustle the rice stalks As it blows; Seeing if ‘tis time to reap them— Is that what it is, I wonder? |
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銀河とわたる舟は花薄ほにいづるほどぞかげもみゆべき
ama no kawa towataru fune wa hanasusuki ho ni izuru hodo zo kage mo miyubeki | Across the River of Heaven A boat goes ferrying: When the silver grass Ears burst into bloom, Can its shape be seen. |
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女郎花さがの花をば色ながら秋をさかりといはれずもがな
ominaeshi saga no hana oba iro nagara aki o sakari to iwarezu mogana | Maidenflowers: Blossoms from Saga Reveal their hues, and In autumn are most fine—that Goes without saying! |
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小男鹿の朝たつ霧にうりふ山嶺の梢は色こかりけり
saoshika no asa tatsu kiri ni urifuyama mine no kozue wa iro kokarikeri | Stags Within the rising morning mist on Urifu Moutain, where The treetops on the peak Have taken darker hues. |
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音羽山秋としなれば唐錦かけたることも見ゆる紅葉か
otowayama aki to shi nareba karanishiki kaketaru koto mo miyuru momiji ka | On Otowa Mountain When autumn comes Cathay brocade Is hung about – Seem so the scarlet leaves? |
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女郎花何の心になけれども秋はさくべきこともゆゆしく
ominaeshi nani no kokoro ni nakeredomo aki wa sakubeki koto mo yuyushiku | O, maidenflowers, Something within my heart Is lacking, yet That you must bloom in autumn Is a fine thing, indeed! |
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Monkeys 猿
あさまだきならのかれ葉をそよそよと外山をいでてましら鳴くなり
asa madaki nara no kareba o soyosoyo to toyama o idete mashira nakunari | ‘Tis not yet morn, but The withered oak leaves Rustle, as To the distant mountains go The monkeys hooting. |
Akinaka
Old Folk 老人
あさなあさなみれどむかしのかげならで日にそへおいのますかがみかな
asana asana miredo mukashi no kage narade hi ni soe oi no masukagami kana | Each morn I look, yet yesterday’s Face fails to appear, and With each passing day, old age Is clear within my mirror! |
Tadafusa
'Simply moving and elegant'