A poem on the dusk of autumn.
秋ふかみすそののま葛かれがれにうらむる風の音のみぞする
| aki fukami susono no makuzu karegare ni uramuru kaze no oto nomi zo suru | In the depths of autumn On the foothills’ skirting slopes, the arrowroot Withers away as The hateful wind Makes the only sound. |
