Composed when people had gathered below Nunohiki Falls and were composing poems.
ぬきみだる人こそあるらし白玉のまなくもちるか袖のせばきに
nukimidaru Fito koto arurasi siratama no ma naku mo tiru ka sode no sebaki ni |
Plucking them apart to glimpse their disarray: There must be someone there! White jewelets Scattering without a halt, And my sleeve too narrow! |
Narihira
業平