Temples 寺
有為の世はけふかあすかのかねの音をあはれいつまできかんとすらん
| ui no yo wa kyō ka asu ka no kane no oto o aware itsu made kikan to suran | In this mundane world Today and tomorrow, too, The bell tolls on – How long will its melancholy I continue to hear? |
Kanemasa
Tag Archives: world
Eikyū hyakushu 551
Ancient Estates 故郷
よとともにまさりがほなき身にしあれば古郷人に見えまうきかな
| yo to tomo ni masarigaonaki mi ni shi areba furusatobito ni miemauki kana | As the world goes by Diminished prospects Have been my lot, so She, who dwells in that ancient estate, Is hard to meet, indeed! |
Tadafusa
Eikyū hyakushu 543
Ponds 池
世にわびて波たちまちにすぐなれどあその御池にぬさたてまつる
| yo ni wabite nami tachimachi ni sugu naredo aso no mi’ike ni nusa tatematsuru | All the world’s troubles In sudden waves Arise, yet At the fair pond of Aso Will I make an offering… |
Toshiyori
Eikyū hyakushu 514
Stones 石
たのめなほ河せの砂としふりてまごふの石とならん世までに
| tanome nao kawase no isago toshi furite magō no ishi to naran yo made ni | Ever believe in me! Until The sand grains in the river rapids Grow old with passing years, and Over the ages their grandstones do Come into this world! |
Nakazane
Eikyū hyakushu 511
Hotsprings 出湯
世の人の恋のやまひの薬とや七くりのゆのわきかへるらん
| yo no hito no koi no yamai no kusuri to ya nanakuri no yu no wakikaeruran | For folk in this world Suffering love’s sickness, Can this be a remedy? At Nanakuri, the hotspring Always gushes forth anew! |
Higo
KKS II: 112
Topic unknown.
ちる花をなにかうら見む世中にわが身もともにあらむものか
| tiru Fana wo nani uramimu yo no naka ni wa ga mi mo tomo ni aramu mono ka | Why, the scattered blossom Should I despise? For in this mundane world Will I, too, with it Endure? |
Anonymous
KKS II: 98
Topic unknown.
花のごと世の常ならば過ぐしてし昔は又も帰りきなまし
| Fana no goto yo no tune naraba sugusitesi mukasi Fa mata mo kaFerikinamasi | Were the ever-cycling blossoms To be a model for this world, For the long-gone Past once more to Return – that’s what I would want. |
Anonymous
KKS II: 73
Topic unknown.
うつせみの世にも似たるか花ざくらさくと見しまにかつちりにけり
| utusemi no yo ni mo nitaru ka Fanazakura saku to misi ma ni katu tirinikeri | This cicada-shell World do you resemble, O, cherry blossom? The moment that I see you bloom Have you already scattered. |
Anonymous
Love X: 14
Left (Win)
我恋はあまのさかてを打ち返し思ときてや世をも恨みん
| wa ga koi wa ama no sakate o uchikaeshi omoi tokite ya yo o mo uramin | My love: With my diver girl’s hands raised to heaven I cast back Knowing of these pains of love The world is all despair! |
Lord Kanemune
1167
Right
衣手はしほたるれどもみるめをばかづかぬ海人となりにけるかな
| koromode wa shiotaruredomo mirume o ba kazukanu ama to narinikeru kana | Though my sleeves Are drenched, as Unable to catch a glimpse of seaweed Like a hapless diver-girl Have I become. |
Lord Tsune’ie
1168
The Right state: there are various possible interpretations for ama no sakate. In addition, is it appropriate to compose a poem from the diver-girl’s perspective? The Left state: there is nothing to mention in the Right’s poem.
In judgement: the Left’s ama no sakate is not a particularly good expression, but I see no fault in composing from the diver-girl’s perspective. In recent times, people have come up with alternate interpretations for the phrase, but I see no reason for them. This old fool long ago composed a poem in this way. So I wonder, should I criticise my own composition? There is evidence for this in the Tales of Ise, and other texts, too. However, in poetry competitions, ama no sakate fails to sound appropriate. The Right’s diver-girl with sleeves drenched by the tide and unable to harvest seaweed seems incapable. She cannot be a genuine diver-girl. The Left’s sakate is not that elegant, but the girl is genuine. It wins.
Love IX: 13
Left (Win)
主やたれ見ぬ世の色を写しをく筆のすさびにうかぶ面影
| nushi ya tare minu yo no iro o utsushioku fude no susabi ni ukabu omokage |
Who painted you? Unseen in this present world, hues, Reflected by A comforting brush, Bring her visage before me… |
Lord Sada’ie
1105
Right
水茎の跡に堰きをく瀧津瀬をまことに落とすわが涙かな
| mizukuki no ato ni sekioku taki tsu se o makoto ni otosu wa ga namida kana |
Faint brush-strokes Traces place a barrier, but A cataract in torrents Truly drops – My tears… |
Jakuren
1106
The Right state: the Left’s poem is rather casual about the person whom he loves. The Left state: the Right’s poem has no faults we can identify.
In judgement: the Gentlemen of the Right have stated that the Left seems somewhat blasé about the object of his affections, and this is certainly true. The Right’s poem, though, says that the poet is looking at a painting on something like a folding screen, where a waterfall is depicted, and he weeps in reality – this seems like he was simply moved by the painting. I feel that there is a stronger conception of love in seeing a painting and fondly recalling the face of one now long gone, than there is in being moved by the sight of a mountain stream.