Round One Hundred and Sixteen

Left

ひとりぬる人やしるらん秋の夜をながしとたれか君につげつる

hitori nuru hito ya shiruran aki no yo o nagashi to tareka kimi ni tsugetsuru

Sleeping alone I know it all too well—that An autumn night is Long to someone You’ve been telling!

231[1]

Right

こふれどもみぬめの浦のうき枕なみにのみやは袖のぬれける

kouredomo minume no ura no ukimakura nami ni nomi ya wa sode no nurekeru

I love him, yet Unnoticed at Minume shore Drifting with a sorry pillow By the waves, alone, Are my sleeves left drenched?

232[2]

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[1] Goshūishū XVI: 906: Around the time the Naka Chancellor had begun visiting her, on the morning following a night when he had failed to call, she composed this to say that this night’s dawn had been particularly hard to bear.

[2] This poem does not appear in any other collection in the canon.