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岩なみの木ずゑにかかる心ちしてむすばまほしき庭の松風
iwanami no kozue ni kakaru kokochishite musubamahoshiki niwa no matsukaze | The waves breaking on the rocks, Are clinging to the treetops, I feel; O, to bind them with The breeze through my garden’s pines. |
The Monk Ken’en
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夏の月ひかりをしまず照る時はながるる水にかげろふぞたつ
natsu no tsuki hikari o shimazu teru toki wa nagaruru mizu ni kagerō zo tatsu | When summer moon’s Light lightly Shines From the running waters Haze arises! |
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琴の音にひびきかよへる松風はしらべても鳴く蝉の声かな
koto no ne ni hibikikayoeru matsukaze wa shirabetemo naku semi no koe kana | A zither’s strains Echoing back and forth: The wind through the pines, In tune with the cries In the cicadas’ song! |
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[1] Shinshūishū III: 303/Shinsen man’yōshū 73/Kokin rokujō I: 398/Fubokushō IX: 3584
A poem from the Poetry Contest held by the Dowager Empress during the Reign of the Kanpyō Emperor.
琴の音にひびきかよへる松風をしらべてもなく蝉のこゑかな
koto no ne ni hibikikayoeru matsukaze wa shirabetemo naku semi no koe kana | A zither’s strains Echoing back and forth: The wind through the pines, In tune with the cries In the cicadas’ song! |
Anonymous
Round Eight
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秋風の吹来る声はやまながらなみ立ちかへるおとぞきこゆる
akikaze no fukikuru koe wa yama nagara nami tachikaeru oto zo kikoyuru | The autumn breeze’s Cry comes gusting; And in the mountains, The sound of waves washing back and forth Comes to my ears. |
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すみの江の松を秋風吹くからにこゑうちそふる沖つ白なみ
suminoe no matsu o akikaze fuku kara ni koe uchisouru oki tsu shiranami | At Suminoe The pines by the autumn breeze Are blown, so The sound lies atop The whitecaps in the offing. |
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Summer
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夏くればかみにあふひの草つみてかざしにいのるひとにばかりぞ
natsu kureba kami ni aoi no kusa tsumite kazashi ni inoru hito ni bakari zo | When the summer comes For the God, hollyhocks Are plucked, and for a Prayer placed in the hair of All folk, every one! |
7
夏草も茂りにければ駿河なる田子のうらなへ今やひくらん
natsu kusa mo shigerinikereba suruga naru tago no ura nae ima ya hikuran | The summer grasses, too, Have grown lush, so As Suruga’s Tago Bay, Do they now extend their charm? |
8
夏虫のやどるにまつは色ならで春秋空にうつろひやする
natsumushi no yadoru ni matsu wa iro narade haru aki sora ni utsuroi ya suru | The summer insects Lodge upon the pines Unchanging hues; Is it the spring and autumn skies Which fade away? |
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卯花の咲く夏の夜はやみなれどかきねにやどる月かとぞみる
u no hana no saku natsu no yo wa yami naredo kakine ni yadoru tsuki ka to zo miru | The deutzia flowers Bloom upon a summer night ‘Tis dark, yet Lodged upon my brushwood fence I wonder if I see the moon? |
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五月きぬことかたらはむほととぎす君にあふちの花も咲きけり
satsuki kinu koto katarawamu hototogisu kimi ni auchi no hana mo sakikeri | That the Fifth Month has come Is announced by The cuckoo: For you, the chinaberry Blossoms, too, have bloomed. |
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空蝉のからにはあらで置く露の身をあらたむる心なるべし
utsusemi no kara ni wa arade oku tsuyu no mi o aratamuru kokoro narubeshi | A cicada’s shed Shell I am not, for The dripping dew Does refresh my flesh, or So my heart seems to feel. |
12
For a folding screen in the residence of Lord Kōtoku.
ふゆされ嵐のこゑもたかさごの松につけてぞきくべかりける
Fuyu sareba arasi no kowe mo takasago no matu ni tukete zo kikubekarikeru | When it is winter, The storm-winds’ howling Through Takasago’s Pines is What I hear. |
[Ōnakatomi no] Yoshinobu
Gazing at snow on the mountain pines in the morning (秋山望松雪)
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おりもせず雲もかからぬ山のはに松の上なる雪をこそみれ
ori mo sezu kumo mo kakaranu yama no Fa ni matu no uFe naru yuki koso mire | Not descending The clouds cling not To the mountains’ edge where Upon the pines I clearly see the snow. |
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山のはのさやかに照れる朝には松にかかれる雪もみえける
yama no Fa no sayaka ni tereru asita ni Fa matu ni kakareru yuki mo miekeru | The mountains’ edge is Brightly shining In the morning: Clinging to the pines I can see the snow. |
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From the Poetry Contest at Prince Koresada’s House.
松の音に風のしらべをまかせては竜田姫こそ秋はひくらし
matu no ne ni kaze no sirabe wo makasete Fa tatutaFime koso aki Fa Fikurasi | Sighing through the pines The wind is being tuned Up— Princess Tatsuta The notes of autumn does seem to pluck. |
Mibu no Tadamine
Next Door 隣
色かへてふりぬる物は年たかきとなりの松とわれとなりけり
iro kaete furinuru mono wa toshi takaki tonari no matsu to ware to narikeri | Hues do change as Age falls upon one: Towering with years have Both the pines next door and I become. |
Nakazane
Love Waiting for Someone 待人恋
すみよしの松とは人のしらねばやなみうちたえてきしもせざらん
sumiyoshi no matsu to wa hito no shiraneba ya nami uchitaete kishi mo sezaran | At Sumiyoshi are The pines of folk All unknowing? The waves have stopped, and Even the shore seems untouched. |
Tadafusa
'Simply moving and elegant'