Round One Hundred and Forty

Left

夕されば荻吹くかぜの音まさるいまはたいかにねざめせられん

yū sareba ogi fuku kaze no oto masaru ima hata ika ni nezameseraren

When the evening falls Wind rustles in the reeds The sound growing ever stronger; Henceforth, completely Wide awake will I be, I think.

279[1]

Right

ひさかたのかつらのかげになくしかはひかりをかけて声ぞさやけき

hisakata no katsura no kage ni naku shika wa hikari o kakete koe zo sayakeki

In the eternal Silver trees’ glow The belling stag Is limned with light, and His voice sounds clear, indeed!

280[2]

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[1] Shinkokinshū IV: 303: Topic unknown.

[2] Entō ōn’uta’awase 65

Left

いのちあらばまたもあひみむ春なれどしのびがたくてくらしつるかな

inochi araba mata mo aimimu haru naredo shinobigatakute kurashitsuru kana

If I live I might once more encounter The springtime, yet How hard that is to recall Amid the dark!

Minister of Central Affairs, Prince Tomohira
277[1]

Right

さくらさくとほ山どりのしだりをのながながし日もあかぬいろかな

sakura saku tōyamadori no shidario no naganagashi hi mo akanu iro kana

Cherries blooming in The distant mountains – the pheasant’s Tail hangs down So long, so long the day, yet The colours never sate me.

A Fool’s Composition
278[2]

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[1] Shokushikashū II: 94: On the last day of the Third Month.

[2] Shinkokinshū II: 99: For a painting of cherry blossom blooming on a mountain on a folding screen, when the ninetieth birthday celebrations were held for Shakua at the Poetry Office.

Round One Hundred and Thirty-Eight

Left

あけぬればくるる物とはしりながらなほうらめしきあさぼらけかな

akenureba kururu mono to wa shirinagara nao urameshiki asaborake kana

Dawn has broken, and That dusk will come I know for certain, but Still, I hate The morning light!

275[1]

Right

草のいほなに露けしと思ひけむもらぬいはやも袖はぬれけり

kusa no io nani tsuyukeshi to omoikemu moranu iwaya mo sode wa nurekeri

A hut of straw Is dew-drenched You might think, but though Nothing drips into my hut of stone My sleeve are soaked, indeed!

276[2]

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[1] Goshūishū XII: 672: Sent when he had returned home from a lady’s house on a day when the snow was falling.

[2] Kin’yōshū IX: 533 (2): Composed when at a stone hermitage at Ōmine practicing his devotions.

Round One Hundred and Thirty-Seven

Left

かぎりあればけふぬぎすてつふぢ衣はてなき物はなみだなりけり

kagiri areba kyō nugisutetsu fujigoromo hatenaki mono wa namida narikeri

An limit there is, so Today do I take off for good These violet robes, but What are endless Are my tears.

273[1]

Right

もろともにあはれとおもへ山ざくらはなよりほかにしる人もなし

morotomo ni aware to omoe yamazakura hana yori hoka ni shiru hito mo nashi

Won’t you as well Feel kind, O, mountain cherry? For other than your blossom, I have no acquaintances here at all…

274[2]

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[1] Shūishū XX: 1293: Saying that he was taking off mourning clothes for Kōtoku-kō.

[2] Kin’yōshū IX: 521 (2)/ 512 (3): Composed on seeing cherry blossom unexpectedly at Ōmine.

Round One Hundred and Thirty-Six

Left

秋ふかきさ夜ふけがたの月みれば袖ものこらず露ぞおきける

aki fukaki sayo fukegata no tsuki mireba sode mo nokorazu tsuyu zo okikeru

In the depths of autumn As brief night begins to break As I gaze upon the moon Not a spot upon my sleeves Is left untouched by dewdrops.

Lord Fujiwara no Michinobu
271[1]

Right

春くれば袖のこほりもとけにけりもりくる月しやどるばかりに

haru kureba sode no kōri mo tokenikeri morikuru tsuki shi yadoru bakari ni

Now that spring has come, The ice atop my sleeves Has melted, and The drops of moonlight are All that lodge there…

Major Archbishop Gyōson
272[2]

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[1] Shinkokinshū V: 486: Composed when he had been gazing at the unclouded moon until dawn, on the night of the 15^th of the Ninth Month.

[2] Shinkokinshū XVI: 1440: When his sleeves were damp, on a night the moon was shining brightly.

Round One Hundred and Thirty-Five

Left

いかでかは思ひありともしらすべきむろの八島のけぶりならでは

ika de ka wa omoi ari to wa shirasubeki muro no yashima no keburi narade wa

In some way or other Of my passion I should tell you; For, in Muro, from Yashima Isle Rising smoke it is not!

269[1]

Right

うき人をしのぶべしとは思ひきやわが心さへなどかはるらん

ukibito o shinobubeshi to wa omoiki ya wa ga kokoro sae nado kawaruran

Of that heartless man I would secretly be fond, I thought, so why Does my heart, too, Seem to have changed?

270[2]

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[1] Shikashū VII: 188: Topic unknown.

[2] Senzaishū XV: 918: Composed as a love poem, when she presented a hundred poem sequence.

Round One Hundred and Thirty-Four

Left

うらかぜになびきにけりな里のあまのたくものけぶり心よわさは

ura kaze ni nabikinikerina sato no ama no taku mo no keburi kokoro yawasa wa

In the bay breeze Does stream, The Sato diver folk’s Kindled seaweed smoke; How like your fragile heart!

267[1]

Right

あら磯の岩にくだくる浪なれやつれなき人にかくる心は

ara’iso no iwa ni kudakuru nami nare ya tsurenaki hito ni kakuru kokoro wa

Along the stony shore Upon the rocks shattering Are the waves—just like That cruel man does Break my heart, perhaps?

268[2]

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[1] Goshūishū XII: 706: Sent to a lady with whom he had been conversing, when he heard that she had been speaking to someone else.

[2] Senzaishū XI: 653: Composed as a love poem, when she presented a hundred poem sequence.

Round One Hundred and Thirty-Three

Left

すみぞめのころもうき世の花ざかりをりわすれてもをりてけるかな

sumizome no koromo uki yo no hanazakari ori wasurete mo oritekeru kana

All are in ink-dyed Clothes, yet in this cruel world Blossom blooms most freely; Forgetful of the time, Did I pluck these.

Lord Fujiwara no Sanekata
265[1]

Right

雪ふかきいはのかけみち跡たゆるよしののさとも春はきにけり

yuki fukaki iwa no kakemichi ato tayuru yoshino no sato mo haru wa kinikeri

Where snow lay deep Across the rocks, upon the path of boards, Footprints are fading— At the Yoshino estate Spring has arrived!

Taikenmon’in Horikawa
266[2]

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[1] Shinkokinshū VIII: 760: Sent to Lord Michinobu, attached to a branch of cherry blossom, in spring, Shōryaku 2 [991], when in mourning for the emperor.

[2] Senzaishū I: 3: Composed on the conception of the beginning of spring, when she presented a hundred poem sequence.

Round One Hundred and Thirty-Two

Left

わがこころかはらむものかかはらやのしたたく煙わきかへりつつ

wa ga kokoro kawaramu mono ka kawaraya no shita taku keburi wakikaeritsutsu

Is my heart Like to change? A brick-kiln’s Under-kindled smoke Will ever burst out!

263[1]

Right

夢かよふみちさへたえぬ呉竹のふしみの里の雪の下をれ

yume kayou michi sae taenu kuretake no fushimi no sato no yuki no shitaore

In dreams I trod A path now gone: The bamboo at Fushimi is Broken in the snow.

264[2]

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[1] Goshūishū XIV: 818: Topic unknown.

[2] Shinkokinshū VI: 673: In the same house, when he had winter poems composed containing place-names, this was composed on snow on the estate of Fushimi.

Round One Hundred and Thirty-One

Left

あられふるかたののみののかり衣ぬれぬやどかす人しなければ

arare furu katano no mino ni kari koromo nurenu yado kasu hito shinakereba

Hail falls Upon the royal grounds of Katano and In my hunting garb, for To lend me lodging out the damp Is there no one at all…

261[1]

Right

久方のあまつをとめが夏衣雲井にさらすぬのびきのたき

hisakata no ama tsu otome ga natsugoromo kumoi ni sarasu nunohiki no taki

Eternal Heavenly maidens Their summer garb Rinsing among the clouds— The cataract at Nunohiki.

262[2]

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[1] Shikashū IV: 152: Composed on hawking.

[2] Shinkokinshū XVII: 1653: For the place where Nunohiki Falls was painted, on a screen in the Temple of the Ultimate Victory of the Four Heavenly Kings.