Love carried on the wind.
きくやいかにうはのそらなる風だにもまつにおとするならひありとは
| kiku ya ika ni uwa no sora naru kaze dani mo matsu ni otosuru narai ari to wa |
Do you hear it? Well? From the heavens’ heights Even the wind, To come whispering among the pines Has grown accustomed. |
Lady Kunaikyō
From when she presented a fifty poem sequence.
からにしき秋のかたみやたつた山ちりあへぬえだに嵐ふくなり
| karanishiki aki no katami ya tatsuta yama chiriaenu eda ni arashi fuku nari |
O, Cathay brocade: Are you autumn’s keepsake? On the mount of Tatsuta Through the few remaining leaves The storm comes blowing. |
Lady Kunaikyō
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
On the moon after rain.
月をなをまつらんものかむらさめのはれゆく雲のすゑのさと人
| tsuki o nao matsuran mono ka murasame no hareyuku kumo no sue no satobito |
Is it still the moon For whom you wait? The drenching rain Clouds clearing My distant, homebound love. |
Lady Kunaikyō (d. ca 1204 – 5)