Summer
Five poems on the Fourth Month
Left (Win)
みやまいでてまづはつこゑはほととぎすよぶかくまたむわがやどになけ
miyama idete mazu hatsukoe wa hototogisu yobu kaku matamu wa ga yado ni nake Emerging from the mountains deep, Early, your first call, Cuckoo— Where I would be waiting all night long At my house, o, sing out!
Masakata[i]
41
Right
けふよりはなつのころもになりぬれどきるひとさへはかはらざりけり
kyō yori wa natsu no koromo ni narinuredo kiru hito sae wa kawarazarikeri From today Summer garb We have put on, yet The folk who wear it Have not changed at all.
Mitsune 42
‘The Right is uninteresting,’ so it lost.
[i] Minamoto no Masakata 源雅固 (dates unknown). A son of Minamoto no Sada’ari 源定有 (dates unknown), one of the sons of Emperor Montoku (827-858; r. 850-858).
Evergreens
ちりかはる心なけれどみやまぎのときはは秋もしられざりけり
chirikawaru kokoro nakeredo miyamagi no tokiwa wa aki mo shirarezarikeri A flighty Heart, has it not, yet Deep within the mountains, that the trees Are evergreen, even the autumn Seems not to know…
19
Gentian
した草の花をみつればむらさきに秋さへふかくなりにけるかな
shitagusa no hana o mitsureba murasaki ni aki sae fukaku narinikeru kana When in the undergrowth Flowers I do see, their Violet in Autum much deeper Has become!
20
みやまいでてまづはつこゑはほととぎすよぶかくまたむわがやどになけ
miyama idete mazu hatsukoe wa hototogisu yobu kaku matamu wa ga yado ni nake Emerging from the mountains’ depths, To begin, you give your first cry, O, cuckoo! Thus I would wait and call you To sing at my own dwelling!
Masakata 雅固
Left
雪のうちのみやまからこそおいはくれかしらのしろく成るをまづみよ
yuki no uchi no miyama kara koso oi wa kure kashira no shiroku naru o mazu miyo Within the snows From the mountains deep, O, come, old age! My head to white Is turned—see that first!
149
Right
松の上にかかれる雪はよそにして時まどはせる花とこそみれ
matsu no ue ni kakareru yuki wa yoso ni shite toki madowaseru hana to koso mire Upon the pine trees Clings snow: From afar, The season has led astry The blossom, it does appear!
150
A utensil bearer’s poem.
み山にはあられふるらしとやまなるまさきのかづらいろづきにけり
miyama ni Fa arare Fururasi toyama naru masaki no kadura irodukinikeri Upon the sacred mountain Hail has fallen, it seems, For on the distant slopes The evergreen kazura trees Have changed their hues.
Anonymous
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
'Simply moving and elegant'