Major Captain of the Left Asamitsu had not visited her for a long time, when he came to see her on her travels; having no pillow, they wove one out of grass.
あふことはこれやかぎりの旅ならん草のまくらも霜がれにけり
| au koto wa kore ya kagiri no tabi naran kusa no makura mo shimogarenikeri | Will our meeting Here be the limit of Our journey? Even our grassy pillow Seared by distant frosts… |
The Uma Handmaid
Composed when at a stone hermitage at Ōmine practicing his devotions.
草のいほなに露けしと思ひけむもらぬいはやも袖はぬれけり
| kusa no iFo nani tuyukesi to omoFikemu moranu iFaya mo sode Fa nurekeri | A hut of straw Is dew-drenched You might think, but though Nothing drips into my hut of stone My sleeves are soaked, indeed! |
Archbishop Gyōson
Topic unknown.
をしかふす夏のの草の道をなみしげき恋ぢにまどふ比かな
| oshika fusu natsuno no kusa no michi o nami shigeki koiji ni madou koro kana | Stags lie Within the summer meadow grasses— All the paths are lost in Lush paths of love where I wander lost these days! |
Sakanoue no Korenori
Topic unknown.
花すすき草のたもとをかりぞなくなみだの露やおき所なき
| hanasusuki kusa no tamoto o kari zo naku namida no tsuyu ya okidokoro naki | The flowering miscanthus Grass cuffs Reaped and wept Tears of dew Have no place to fall.[i] |
Consultant Masatsune
[i] An allusive variation on KKS IV: 243.
Topic unknown.
あし引の山郭公けふとてやあやめの草のねにたててなく
| asiFiki no yamaFototogisu keFu tote ya ayame no kusa no ne ni tatete naku | Leg wearying, The mountain cuckoo, Knowing today, perhaps, On the sweet-flag Roots does perch and sing. |
A composition by the Engi Emperor [Daigo]
On wind, from among His Former Majesty’s Miscellaneous poems.
ひびきくる松のうれより吹きおちて草にこゑやむ山の下風
| hibikikuru matsu no ure yori fuki’ochite kusa ni koe yamu yama no shitakaze | Echoes come From the pine-branch tips, as Gusting down and Losing its voice among the grass Is the wind from off the mountains |
His Former Majesty [Fushimi]
Warblers
草ふかき霞の谷にはぐくもるうぐひすのみやむかしこふらし
| kusa fukaki kasumi no tani ni hagukumoru uguisu nomi ya mukashi kourashi | Deep within the grasses of The haze-filled valley, Wing-wrapped does The warbler fledgling, alone, Think fondly of times long gone? |
