From among his winter poems.
時雨れつるよひの村雲さえかへりふけ行く風にあられふるなり
shiguretsuru
yoi no murasame
saekaeri
fukeyuku kaze ni
arare furunari | Showering
Tonight the cloudbursts
Bring returning chill and
Amidst the gusting wind
Hailstones fall. |
Ietaka, Junior Second Rank
Winter Poems Twenty Rounds
Left
かきくもりあられふりしけ白玉をしける庭とも人の見るがに
kakikumori
arare furishike
shiratama o
shikeru niwa to mo
hito no miru gani | Clouds rush in
Dropping scattered hailstones;
Pearl
Strewn, my garden
I would that he would see… |
119
Right
天の河ふゆは空までこほるらし石間にたぎつ音だにもせず
ama no kawa
fuyu wa sora made
kōrurashi
iwama ni tagitsu
oto dani mo sezu | The River of Heaven in
Winter: the very skies
Seem frozen, with
Between the rocky crags rushing
No sound at all. |
120
A miscellaneous winter poem.
我が袖に霰た走る巻き隠し消たずてあらむ妹が見むため
wa ga sode ni
arare tapasiru
makikakusi
kedazute aramu
imo ga mimu tame | Upon my sleeves
The hailstones strike;
I’ll wrap them and hide them away
That they not melt, and
Show them to my darling. |
Kakinomoto no Hitomaro Collection
Dwarf Bamboo 小篠
ふむ人もなき庭に生ふる玉ざさのこたふばかりにふるあられかな
fumu hito mo
naki niwa ni ouru
tamazasa no
kotau bakari ni
arare kana | No folks’ feet tread
Upon these grounds where grows
Bejewelled dwarf bamboo – and
In response comes only
Hailstones! |
Nakazane
高円の野路の篠原風冴えて玉井が袖に霰迸る
takamado no
noji no shinohara
kaze saete
tamai ga sode ni
arare tabashiru |
At Takamado,
In Shinohara in Noji,
Chill is the wind, and
Upon jewel-strewn sleeves
Tumble hailstones. |
Shun’e
俊恵
'Simply moving and elegant'