Kinkai wakashū 128

行く春のかたみとおもふにあまつ空有明の月は影もたえにき

yuku haru no
katami to omou ni
ama tsu sora
ariake no tsuki wa
kage mo taeniki

Of departing spring
A keepsake did I think it, yet
In the heavenly skies
The dawntime moon’s
Shape, too, has vanished.

Waka Poetry