GSS VIII: 464

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かきくらし霰ふりしけ白玉をしける庭とも人のみるべく

kakikurasi
arare Furisike
siratama wo
sikeru niFa tomo
Fito no mirubeku

All turns dark, as
Hail falls around;
Pearls
Strewn over the grounds where
Folk can gaze upon them.

Anonymous

Waka Poetry