庭草につゆのかずそふ村雨に夜ぶかき虫の声ぞかなしき
| niwa kusa ni tsuyu no kazu sou murasame ni yobukaki mushi no koe zo kanashiki | Upon my garden’s grasses The dewdrops’ number grows With a sudden shower, as Deep within the night, the insects’ Cries are sad, indeed! |
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MYS X: 2160
MYS VIII: 1552
SCSS XVI: 1052
Composed on fallen blossom.
花さそふあらしの庭の雪ならでふりゆく物は我が身なりけり
| hana sasou arashi no niwa no yuki narade furiyuku mono wa wagami narikeri | Enticing the blossom, The storm wind to my garden Brings not the snow, instead Fallen into age is My sorry self. |
The Lay Priest and Former Palace Minister
SKKS III: 249
Topic unknown.
庭のおもは月もらぬまで成りにけりこずゑになつのかげしげりつつ
| niwa no omo wa tsuki moranu made narinikeri kozue ni natsu no kage shigeritsutsu | The garden’s face Untouched by drops of moonlight Has become; Upon the treetops summer’s Shadows ever lie lush. |
Former Emperor Shirakawa
SKKS IV: 393
On flowering grasses before the moon, when he presented a Fifty Poem Sequence.
ふるさとのもとあらのこはぎさきしよりよなよな庭の月ぞうつろふ
| furusato no motoara no kohagi sakishi yori yonayona niwa no tsuki zo utsurou | At my ancient home Since the sparse bush clover Bloomed, Night after night upon the garden Shines the moon![i] |
The Regent and Palace Minister
[i] An allusive variation on KKS XIV: 694.
Fubokushō IX: 3353
Gengyokushū 104
Shūgyokushū 1916
Blossom falls wordlessly from the trees, while the waters flow into the souless pond.
はなも水も心なぎさやいかならむ庭に浪たつはるの木のもと
| hana mo mizu mo kokoro nagisa ya ikanaramu niwa ni nami tatsu haru no ko no moto | Both the blossoms and the waters, too, Touch the shores of my heart— Why should that be? At my estate the breaking waves Of spring wash the bases of the trees. |
Jien
Kanpyō no ōntoki kisai no miya uta’awase 61
Winter Poems Twenty Rounds
Left
かきくもりあられふりしけ白玉をしける庭とも人の見るがに
| kakikumori arare furishike shiratama o shikeru niwa to mo hito no miru gani | Clouds rush in Dropping scattered hailstones; Pearl Strewn, my garden I would that he would see… |
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Right
天の河ふゆは空までこほるらし石間にたぎつ音だにもせず
| ama no kawa fuyu wa sora made kōrurashi iwama ni tagitsu oto dani mo sezu | The River of Heaven in Winter: the very skies Seem frozen, with Between the rocky crags rushing No sound at all. |
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