Eikyū hyakushu 289

Scented Grasses 草香


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!


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