Kinkai wakashū 364

ゆふされば塩風さむし浪間よりみゆるこじまに雪は降りつつ

yū sareba
shiokaze samushi
namima yori
miyuru kojima ni
yuki wa furitsutsu

When the evening comes,
How cold the tidewinds are;
Between the breakers,
I glimpse islets where
The snow is ever falling…

364

Waka Poetry