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あき風のふきくるよひはきりぎりす草のねごとにこゑみだれけり[1]

akikaze no fukikuru yoi wa kirigirisu kusa no ne goto ni koe midarekeri

The autumn wind Comes gusting late at night, when The crickets From every single blade of grass Let out confused cries.

Anonymous

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[1] This poem appears in the ‘Poetry Contest held at Prince Koresada’s House’ (Koresada shinnō-ke uta’awase (42).