Ponds 池
冬さむみにほ鳥すだく原の池も世にむすぼるる氷りしにけり
fuyu samumi
niodori sudaku
hara no ike mo
yo ni musubōruru
kōrishinikeri | In the winter’s chill
Even the waterfowl cluttered
Ponds upon the plain
Have grown thick at night
With frozen ice. |
Nakazane
Ponds 池
汀にはたちもよられぬ山がつのかげはづかしき清住のいけ
migiwa ni wa
tachi mo yorarenu
yamagatsu no
kage hazukashiki
kiyozumi no ike | The water’s edge is
Unapproachable for
The mountain man’s
Shadow, feeling unworthy at
A pond of pure water. |
Akinaka
Waterfalls 滝
谷川やおちくる滝のしらいとを水のあやには織るにやあるらん
tanikawa ya
ochikuru taki no
shira’ito o
mizu no aya ni wa
oru ni ya aruran | From a stream within the valley
Comes tumbling a cataract of
White threads:
A motley pattern of water
Do they seem to weave? |
Daishin
Waterfalls 滝
山たかみおちくる滝のしらいとをむすぶしづくに玉ぞこぼるる
yama takami
ochikuru taki no
shira’ito o
musubu shizuku ni
tama zo koboruru | From the mountain’s heights
Comes tumbling a cataract of
White threads,
Twined from droplets,
Their gemlets overflowing. |
Higo
Waterfalls 滝
名にたてぬみ山がくれの滝なれどながれはさとの人にしられぬ
na ni tatenu
miyamagakure no
taki naredo
nagare wa sato no
hito ni shirarenu | No name adorns
These hidden mountain
Falls, yet
Of their flow are the estate’s
Folk all unknowing… |
Kanemasa
Waterfalls 滝
かちまけをたれかはみけん年をへておなじほどなる布引の滝
kachimake o
tare ka wa miken
toshi o hete
onaji hodo naru
nunohiki no take | Victory or defeat,
Who is it that might see it?
As the years go by
They are both the same to
The cascade of Nunohiki. |
Tadafusa
Waterfalls 滝
たなばたのおりながしたる布なれや空よりおつる滝の気色は
tanabata no
orinagashitaru
nuno nare ya
sora yori otsuru
taki no keshiki wa | Has the Weaver Maid
Spun out a stream
Of cloth?
From the skies tumbles
A waterfall – or so it looks! |
Toshiyori
Waterfalls 滝
梢よりおちくるたきのしらいとはよにひさにへてなるにやあるらん
kozue yori
ochikuru taki no
shira’ito wa
yo ni hisa ni hete
naru ni ya aruran | From the treetops
Come tumbling a cascade of
White threads;
Endlessly does this night pass by,
Or so it seems, does it not? |
Nakazane
Waterfalls 滝
水上にいかなるまゆをくりければたえせざるらんたきのしらいと
minakami ni
ika naru mayu o
kurikereba
taesezaruran
taki no shira’ito | In the water’s upper reaches
Somehow, cocoons do
Spool, so
Endless seem
The cataract’s white threads… |
Akinaka
Groves 原
道とほみ日も夕ぐれになりぬればそのはらまでとさしてこそゆけ
michi tōmi
hi mo yūgure ni
narinureba
sonohara made to
sashite koso yuke | My road is yet long, and
The sun toward twilight
Does go, so
Just as far as Sonohara
Let it still shine on! |
Daishin
'Simply moving and elegant'