On geese flying over a place where the blossom was scattering, for a folding screen picture.
雁がねのかへる翅にかをるなり花をうらむる春の山かぜ
| kari ga ne no kaeru tubasa ni kaoru nari hana o uramuru haru no yamakaze | Geese cry, as Homeward bound, their wings Are fragrant with Blossom borne by the regretful Mountain breeze in springtime. |
On the moon at a mountain retreat, for a Fifty Poem Sequence at the residence of the Lay Priest Prince of the Second Order.
松のとをおしあけ方の山かぜに雲もかからぬ月を見るかな
| matsu no to o oshiakegata no yamakaze ni kumo mo kakaranu tsuki o miru kana | Upon my pinewood door Pushes at the break of dawn A breeze from off the mountains, so Unencumbered by the clouds Do I see the moon! |
Ietaka, Senior Third Rank
After I had had various people compose on the scent of plum carried on the breeze.
梅がかをゆめの枕にさそひきてさむるまちける春の山風
| ume ga ka o yume no makura ni sasoikite samuru machikeru haru no yamakaze | The scent of plum To my pillow, where I lay dreaming Was beckoned— Waiting ‘til I awakened did The mountain breeze in springtime. |
