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草も木も枯行く冬の宿なれば雪ならずしてとふ人ぞなき
| kusa mo ki mo kareyuku fuyu no yado nareba yuki narazushite tou hito zo naki | Both grass and trees Wither away with winter At my home, so Even without the snow No one comes to call. |
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ふる雪はえだにしばしもとまらなむ花も紅葉も絶えてなきまは
| furu yuki wa eda ni shibashi mo tomaranamu hana mo momiji mo taete naki ma wa | The falling snow Upon the branches for a while Does rest, when Neither blossoms nor scarlet leaves Are there at all… |
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雪のみぞ枝にふりしき花もはもいにけむ方もみえずも有るかな
| yuki nomi zo eda ni furishiki hana mo ha mo inikemu kata mo miezu mo aru kana | The snow is simply Fallen, scattered, on the branches; The blossom and the leaves, too: Where might they have gone? I cannot see! |
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白雪の八重ふりしける帰る山かへるがへるも老いにけるかな
| shirayuki no yae furishikeru kaeru yama kaerugaeru mo oinikeru kana | White snow Falls eightfold on Mount Return— Returning and returning again Is the age I feel! |
Ariwara no Muneyana
134[1]
[1] Kokinshū XVII: 902/Shinsen man’yōshū 169/Kokin rokujō II: 1393
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霜がれの枝となわびそ白雪を花にやとひてみれどもあかず
| shimogare no eda to na wabi so shirayuki o hana ni ya toite miredomo akazu | For the frost-burned Branches, grieve not, for White snows As blossom will visit them, and The sight will never sate. |
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嵐ふく山下里にふる雪はとくむめの花咲くかとぞ見る
| arashi fuku yamashitazato ni furu yuki wa toku mume no hana saku ka to zo miru | The storm wind blows Upon the village ‘neath the mountains, where Fallen snow, Long since, had plum blossom Made seem to bloom? |
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みよしのの山のしら雪ふみ分けて入りにし人のおとづれもせぬ
| miyoshino no yama no shirayuki fumiwakete irinishi hito no otozure mo senu | Through fair Yoshino Mountain’s white snow fall Forging, He entered in, And not a line returned. |
Tadamine
129[1]
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吹く風は色も見えねど冬くればひとりぬるよの身にぞしみける
| fuku kaze wa iro mo mienedo fuyu kureba hitori nuru yo no mi ni zo shimikeru | The gusting wind Shows no hue, yet When the winter comes, Sleeping alone at night It chills me to the bone. |
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[1] Kokinshū VI: 327/Shinsen man’yōshū 183/Kokin rokujō I: 712.
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ほりておきし池は鏡とこほれども影にもみえぬ年ぞ経にける
| horiteokishi ike wa kagami to kōredomo kage ni mo mienu toshi zo henikeru | All dug out The pond into a mirror Has frozen, yet Reflected, I cannot see The year gone by! |
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降る雪のつもれる峰は白雲のたちもさわがずをるかとぞみる
| furu yuki no tsumoreru mine wa shirayuki no tachi mo sawagazu oru ka to zo miru | The falling snow Has drifted upon the peaks Whiteness Arrives without a rustle Making me wonder if it’s there at all… |
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神無月しぐれふるらしさほ山の正木のかづら色まさりゆく
| kaminazuki shigure fururashi saoyama no masaki no kazura iro masarikeri | In the Godless Month Showers fall, it seems, for On Sao Mountain The evergreen arrowroot’s Hues are fine, indeed. |
125[1]
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冬くれば梅に雪こそ降りかかれいづれのえをか花とはをらむ
| fuyu kureba mume ni yuki koso furikakare izure no e o ka hana to wa oramu | When the winter comes Upon the plum tree, truly, does snow Fall and cling; From which branch, I wonder Should I pick the blossom? |
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[1] Shinkokinshū VI: 574
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雪ふりて年のくれゆく時にこそ終にもみぢぬ松も見えけれ
| yuki furite toshi no kurenuru toki ni koso tsui ni momijinu matsu mo miekere | Snow falls and The year reaches its evening, It is at this time that Truly, evergreen The pine tree seems. |
123[1]
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我が宿は雪ふる野辺に道もなしいづこはかとか人のとめこむ
| wa ga yado wa yuki furu nobe ni michi mo nashi izuko wa ka to ka hito no tomekomu | My home lies Upon the snow-covered plain With no path to it; ‘Where might it lie?’ ask Folk come a’searching. |
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[1] Kokinshū VI: 340/Kokin rokujō I: 244
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篠のはにおく霜よりもひとりぬる我が衣手ぞさえまさりける
| sasa no ha ni oku simo yori mo hitori nuru wa ga koromode zo saemasarikeru | On bamboo grass leaves Settles frost, but Sleeping alone, My sleeves Are colder still by far. |
Tomonori
121[1]
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流れ行く水こほりぬる冬さへや猶うき草の跡はさだめぬ
| nagareyuku mizu kōrinuru fuyu sae ya nao ukikusa no ato wa sadamenu | The flowing Waters have frozen With the winter, even Still the waterweed Has left no clear trace at all. |
122
[1] Kokinshū XII: 563/Shinsen man’yōshū 159/Kokin rokujō I: 668
Winter Poems Twenty Rounds
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かきくもりあられふりしけ白玉をしける庭とも人の見るがに
| kakikumori arare furishike shiratama o shikeru niwa to mo hito no miru gani | Clouds rush in Dropping scattered hailstones; Pearl Strewn, my garden I would that he would see… |
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天の河ふゆは空までこほるらし石間にたぎつ音だにもせず
| ama no kawa fuyu wa sora made kōrurashi iwama ni tagitsu oto dani mo sezu | The River of Heaven in Winter: the very skies Seem frozen, with Between the rocky crags rushing No sound at all. |
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