Eikyū hyakushu 289

Scented Grasses 草香

雲まよりさえたる月を軒ちかく川のよどみにうつしてぞ見る

kumoma yori
saetaru tsuki o
noki chikaku
kawa no yodomi ni
utsushite zo miru

From between a cleft in the clouds
The chill moon
Approaches my eaves, and
In a river pool
Do I see it shining!

Nakazane

Waka Poetry