When people were commanded to compose a seventeen poem sequence.
冬の空日影みじかき比なればいとどほどなく暮るる年かな
fuyu no sora hikage mijikaki koro nareba itodo hodo naku kururu toshi kana | The winter sky’s Sunlight hours are Brief, so Shortly, very shortly The year will reach its evening. |
Dharma Seal Kakkan
On the conception of rarely met love.
夢ぞとも思ひなしてや止みなまし忘れぬ程に驚かさずば
yume zo tomo
omoinashite ya
yaminamashi
wasurenu hodo ni
odorokasazaba |
A dream
Did I decide it?
If it would end
While I yet remembered,
I would not be surprised… |
Supernumerary Middle Councillor [Fujiwara no] Tsunehira
藤原経平
'Simply moving and elegant'