On plucking the zither, playing the flute, and enjoying herself somewhere.
聞く人のみみさへさむく秋風に吹きあはせたる笛のこゑかな
| kiku hito no mimi sae samuku akikaze ni fukiawasetaru fue no koe kana | The folk listening Have even had their ear chilled By the autumn breeze Blowing to them together with The flute’s notes! |
Izumi Shikibu (?-976?)
和泉式部
Left
白露に風のふきしく秋の野はつらぬきとめぬ玉ぞちりける
| shiratsuyu ni kaze no fukishiku aki no no wa tsuranukitomenu tama zo chirikeru | Silver dewdrops are Blown by the wind Across the autumn meadows; No longer threaded, The jewels are scattered. |
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Right
いつのまに秋穂たるらむ草と見しほどいくかともへだたらなくに
| itsu no ma ni akiho taruramu kusa to mishi hodo ikuka to mo hedataranaku ni | In an instant The autumn ears seem to droop down; Though as grasses they looked With no more than a few short days Standing in between… |
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Autumn
Left
秋の夜の有明にみれど久堅の月のかつらはうつろはぬかな
| aki no yo no ariake ni miredo hisakata no tsuki no katsura wa utsurouwanu kana | An autumn night’s Dawn I see, yet The eternal Moon’s silver trees Show no sign of fading! |
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秋萩の花咲く比の白露は下ばのためとわきて置くべし
| aki hagi no hana saku koro no shiratsuyu wa shitaba no tame to wakite okubeshi | In autumn, the bush clover Flowers bloom—just then Silver dewdrops For the under-leaves Do fall, marking every one. |
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秋風はいなばもそよとふきつめりかりみる程と成りやしぬらん
| akikaze wa inaba mo soyo to fukitsumeri kari miru hodo to nari ya shinuran | The autumn breeze Seems to rustle the rice stalks As it blows; Seeing if ‘tis time to reap them— Is that what it is, I wonder? |
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Right
銀河とわたる舟は花薄ほにいづるほどぞかげもみゆべき
| ama no kawa towataru fune wa hanasusuki ho ni izuru hodo zo kage mo miyubeki | Across the River of Heaven A boat goes ferrying: When the silver grass Ears burst into bloom, Can its shape be seen. |
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女郎花さがの花をば色ながら秋をさかりといはれずもがな
| ominaeshi saga no hana oba iro nagara aki o sakari to iwarezu mogana | Maidenflowers: Blossoms from Saga Reveal their hues, and In autumn are most fine—that Goes without saying! |
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小男鹿の朝たつ霧にうりふ山嶺の梢は色こかりけり
| saoshika no asa tatsu kiri ni urifuyama mine no kozue wa iro kokarikeri | Stags Within the rising morning mist on Urifu Moutain, where The treetops on the peak Have taken darker hues. |
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A poem composed by Princess Tajima, when she was staying at the palace of Prince Takechi, and thinking fondly of Prince Hozumi.
秋の田の穂向きの寄れる片寄りに君に寄りなな言痛くありとも
| aki no ta no po mukiyoreru katayori ni kimi ni yori na na kotitaku ari to mo | In the autumn fields The ripened ears incline Toward me all together; Just as I would beckon you, my love, Heedless of stinging rumours… |
Princess Tajima ( -708)
但馬皇女
Left (Tie).
早苗より穂にいづるまで守る田をかりにのみこそ人は見えけれ
| sanaFe yori Fo ni iduru made mamoru ta wo kari ni nomi koso Fito Fa miekere | From seedlings Until ripened ears appear, Warding the paddies, Only briefly, then, Can folk be seen! |
Anonymous
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Right.
秋の田に並みよる稲は山川に水ひきうゑし早苗なりけり
| aki no ta ni nami yoru ine Fa yamagaFa ni midu Fiki’uwesi sanaFe narikeri | In the autumn fields Waves run through the ripening rice; From a mountain stream Drawn up, the waters Seedlings have become… |
Yori’ie
頼家
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