asu kara wa wakana tsuman to shimeshi no ni kinō mo kyō mo yuki wa furitsutsu From the morrow I thought to pick fresh herbs, but Upon my roped off meadow Yesterday and today, too, The snow is ever falling…
Yamabe no Akahito
Created with Soan.
hana mitsutsu oshimu kainaku kyō kurete hoka no haru to ya asu wa narinamu Ever do I gaze upon the blossom, in Vain regret, for Today will end and A different spring will Greet me on the morrow!
kyō nomi to haru o omowanu toki dani mo tatsu koto ya suki hana no kage ka wa “Only today is left Of spring”—I’ll not think that for Even at such a time, Is it easy to part from The blossoms’ shade?
‘Both of these are charming,’—they tied.
[i] This poem is included as the final spring poem in Kokinshū (II: 134), attributed to Mitsune, and with the headnote, ‘A poem on the end of spring from the Poetry Contest held by Former Emperor Uda’.
asu kara wa wakana tumamu to katawoka no asita no Fara Fa keFu zo yakumeru From the morrow I would pick fresh herbs, but In Kataoka The plain of Ashita Seems to be aflame today.
ui no yo wa kyō ka asu ka no kane no oto o aware itsu made kikan to suran In this mundane world Today and tomorrow, too, The bell tolls on – How long will its melancholy I continue to hear?
Composed on the conception of the moon over the water, at the residence of Supernumerary Middle Councillor Toshitada at Katsura.
asu mo komu
nodi no tamakaFa
ironaru nami ni
tuki yadorikeri The morning comes, too,
To Noji’s jewelled river;
Over-running the bush-clover are
Motley waves where
The moon does lodge.
Minamoto no Shunrai