Eikyū hyakushu 646

Old Folk 老人

いやましにひたひのなみはかくれどもきえてもとしのゆきつもるかな

iyamashi ni
hitai no nami wa
kakuredomo
kiete mo toshi no
yuki tsumoru kana

More and more
The waves upon my forehead
Do I seek to hide, yet
Though they vanish, the years
In drifts of snow appear!

Akinaka

Waka Poetry