On the moon at dawn, during the Kasuga Poetry Contest:
霜こほる袖にもかげはのこりけりつゆよりなれしありあけの月
| shio kôru sode ni mo kage wa nokorikeri tsuyu yori nareshi ariake no tsuki |
From frost frozen Sleeves, your glitter Arises. Accustomed to rising from dewdrops, O, daybreak moon. |
Commander of the Bodyguards of the Right [Minamoto no] Michitomo (1171-1227)
From when he presented a hundred poem sequence.
さゝの葉はみ山もさやにうちそよぎこほれる霜を吹嵐かな
| sasa no ha wa miyama mo saya ni uchisoyogi koreru shimo o fuku arashi kana |
The bamboo grass leaves On Miyama clearly Rustle: The frozen frost Blown by the storm, perhaps? |
The Regent and Grand Minister [Fujiwara no Yoshitsune] (1169 – 1206)
藤原良経
Composed on the spirit of the start of winter, in a poetry contest in 1500 rounds.
をきあかす秋のわかれのそでのつゆ霜こそむすべ冬やきぬらん
| oki akasu aki no wakare no sode no tsuyu shimo koso musube fuyu ya kinuran |
Still awake at dawn, Parting from autumn, The dew upon my sleeves Is laced through with frost: Winter has come, perhaps. |
Master of the Dowager Empress’ Household [Fujiwara no] Toshinari (1114 – 1204)
藤原俊成
At a time when the Regent and Grand Minister was a colonel, he had this composed for him as part of a hundred poem sequence.
かさゝぎの雲のかけはし秋くれて夜半には霜やさえわたるらん
| kasasagi no kumo no kakewashi aki kurete yowa ni wa shimo ya saewataruran |
The magpies’ Bridge, spans the clouds, And at the end of autumn In night’s depths, is it the frost That falls all around. |
The Monk Jakuren (d. 1202)
寂蓮
In the conception of chrysanthemums on a lattice fence in the moonlight, from when she presented a fifty poem sequence.
霜をまつまがきのきくのよゐのまにをきまよふ色は山のはの月
| shimo wo matsu magaki no kiku no yoi no ma ni okimayou iro wa yama no ha no tsuki |
Awaiting frost The chrysanths on the lattice fence At night Are touched with colour, most confusing: Moonlight from the mountains’ edge. |
Lady Kunaikyō
In a fifty-poem sequence for Priest-Prince Shukaku
しもまよふそらにしほれしかりがねのかへるつばさに春雨ぞふる
| shimo mayou sora ni shioreshi kari ga ne no kaeru tsubasa ni harusame zo furu |
Wracked by frosts, The skies, where drenched The geese, calling, Homeward bound, wingbeats Stirring Spring rains’ fall. |
Fujiwara no Sada’ie
藤原定家
Composed as a travel poem during a hundred poem sequence.
花咲きし野べの景色も霜がれぬ是にてぞ知る旅の日數を
| Fana sakisi nobe no kesiki mo simogarenu kore nite zo siru tabi no Fi kazu wo |
The flowers bloomed Within the fields-the scene Now frost-seared; From this it is I know The number of my journey’s days. |
The Ōimikado Minister of the Right [Fujiwara no] Kin’yoshi