Eikyū hyakushu 293

Scented Grasses 草香


wa ga sode ni
kusa no kō utsuru
aki no no no
tabine no toko wa
natsukashiki kana
To my sleeves
Has shifted the scent of grasses;
In a meadow in autumn
Did I bed down on my travels –
O, how fondly I recall that now!


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