On the conception of summer lover, when he held a poetry match at his house.

うつせみのなくねやよそにもりの露ほしあへぬ袖を人のとふまで

utsusemi no naku ne ya yoso ni mori no tsuyu hoshiaenu sode o hito no tou made

A cicada shell of Cries, sobs distant as Dripping dewdrops in the forest— My sleeves never drying Until folk ask me why..

The Regent and Grand Minister