On winter chrysanthemums.
寒菊や醴造る窓の前
kangiku ya
amazake tsukuru
mado no mae
Chrysanthemums bloom in the chill
As sweet sake is brewed
Before my window.
(1693)
On frost.
初霜や菊冷初る腰の錦
hatsu shimo ya
kiku hiesomuru
koshi no wata
The first frosts
Chill the chrysanthemums and
These old bones, cotton-padded.
(1690)
On chrysanthemums.
しら菊の目にたてゝ見る塵もなし
shiragiku no
me ni tatete miru
chiri mo nashi
Upon these white chrysanthemums
I bend all my gaze, but find
Not a single blemish.
(1694)
On chrysanthemums.
菊の香や奈良には古き仏達
kiku no ka ya
nara ni wa furuki
hotoketachi
The scent of chrysanthemum
In Nara is that of ancient
Buddhas.
(1694)
On chrysanthemums: at Taisui’s house.
影待や菊の香のする豆腐串
kagemachi ya
kiku no ka no suru
tōfu gushi
Awaiting dawn,
The scent of chrysanthemum rises from
The skewers of bean-curd.
(1693)
On chrysanthemums.
草の戸や日暮てくれし菊の酒
kusa no to ya
higurete kureshi
kiku no sake
To these grassen portals
It was gifted at sundown:
Chrysanthemum cordial.
(1691)
On chrysanthemums: at the Shôzui Temple in Katata.
朝茶のむ僧静也菊の花
asa cha nomu
sō shizuka nari
kiku no hana
Supping morning tea,
The monks are silent
Chrysanthemum blooms.
(1690-91)
On chrysanthemums.
秋をへて蝶もなめるや菊の露
aki o hete
chō mo nameru ya
kiku no tsuyu
With the passing of autumn
Butterflies, too, sup upon
Dewdrops on the chrysanthemums.
(Date unknown)
Amongst some poems of reminiscences.
とくみのりきくのしらつゆよるはをきてつとめてきえんことをしぞおもふ
toku minori
kiku no shiratsuyu
yoru wa okite
tsutomete kien
koto o shi zo omou
The Law teaches that
White dewdrops on chrysanthemums (Listen)
Fall at night (Arise from slumber)
And vanish with the dawn (Go to prayer, all will die)–
That is what I feel.
Former Abbot Jien
慈円
For a folding screen in the sixth year of Bunji, on the occasion of the entry of a senior consort to the palace.
山人のおるそでにほふきくのつゆうちはらふにもちよはへぬべし
yamabito no
oru sode niou
kiku no tsuyu
uchiharau ni mo
chi yo wa henubeshi
Hermits’
Trailing sleeves scented
With chrysanthemum dew
When waved
Pass through a thousand years, no doubt.
Master of the Dowager Empress’ Household Office Toshinari
藤原俊成
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