From the shore at Fukehi in Izumi.
けふけふと霜おきまさる冬立たば花移ろふとうらみにゆかむ
| keFu keFu to simo okimasaru Fuyu tataba Fana uturoFu to urami ni yukamu |
On this day, this day Of most heavy fallen frost Should winter arrive, That the flowers fade Will be a source of my despite… |
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A chrysanthemum from Murasakino.
名にしおへば花さへ匂ふ紫の一本菊における初霜
| na nisi oFeba Fana saFe nioFu murasaki no Fitomoto kiku ni okeru Fatusimo |
Bearing such a name This bloom is certain to scent: Upon a violet Single chrysanthemum The first frost has fallen. |
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A poem by Imube no obito Kuromaro
秋田刈る刈廬もいまだ壊たねば雁が音寒し霜も置きぬがに
| akita karu kari ipo mo imada kopotaneba kari ga ne samusi simo mo okinu gani |
Reaping autumn fields My temporary harvest-hut is yet To fall, but The goose calls are so chill that Frost seems sure to fall… |
Imube no Kuromaro
忌部黒麿
Sad thoughts.
夕凝りの霜置きにけり朝戸出にいたくし踏みて人に知らゆな
| yupu kori no simo okinikeri asa tode ni itakusi pumite pito ni sirayuna |
With the evening chill Frost has fallen; In the morning, opening the door Tread lightly, so No one will know… |
君恋ふと霜と我が身のなりぬれは袖の雫ぞ冴えまさりける
| kimi koFu to simo to wa ga mi no narinureba sode no siduku zo saFe masarikeru |
I love you, so As frost have I Become, so The droplets on my sleeves Are most exceeding chill… |
置く霜に生ひたる葦の枯れ伏して菅田の池にあらはれにけり
| okushimo ni oitaru ashi no karefushite sugata no ike ni arawarenikeri |
With the frost fall The shapes of grown reeds Withering down At Sugata Pond Have appeared! |
Minamoto no Morotoki
源師時
Left.
あらはるる三世の仏の名を聞くにつもれる罪は霜と消えなむ
| arawaruru miyo no hotoke no na o kiku ni tsumoreru tsumi wa shimo to kienamu |
The manifest Three worlds’ Buddhas’ Names I hear, and My accumulated sins seem to Vanish with the frost. |
Misaku 美作
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Right.
頼みみる三世の仏の名を聞けばつもれる罪もあらじとぞ思ふ
| tanomi miru miyo no hotoke no na o kikeba tsumoreru tsumi mo araji to zo omou |
Hearing our pleas The three worlds’ Buddhas’ Names I hear, and Even my accumulated sins Seem to be gone, I feel. |
Shikibu 式部
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Blankets
冬寒み霜冴ゆる夜は明けぬれど麻の衾ぞぬがれざりける
| fuyu samumi shimo sayu yo wa akenuredo asa no fusuma zo nugarezarikeru |
How cold the winter, and Chill the frost this night; It lightens, yet My hempen bedding I have not stripped off… |
Minamoto no Akinaka
源顕仲
Brushwood
冬寒み霜はおけども椎柴の常磐の色はあせずもあるかな
| fuyu samumi shimo wa okedomo shiishiba no tokiwa no iro wa asezu mo aru kana |
In winter’s chill The frost falls, yet The brushwood’s Evergreen hues Fade not at all… |
Higo, from the Residence of the Kyōgoku Regent
京極関白家肥後
玉鉾の朝行く道の小笹原わくるもす裾に霜冴えにけり
| tamahoko no asa yuku michi no ozasawara wakuru mo suso ni shimo saenikeri |
Jewelled-spear straight My morning’s path through The groves of young broad-leaved bamboo; Forging through upon my hem How chill lies the frost! |
Higo