Hotsprings 出湯
みくまののゆごりのまつをさすさをのひろひ行くらんかくていとなし
| mikumano no yugori no matsu o sasu sao no hiroiyukuran kakute itonashi | In fair Kumano The pine trees take the waters – Thrusting boat-poles in As in a stately promenade: How busy they are! |
Toshiyori
Tag Archives: matsu
Eikyū hyakushu 481
Love Waiting for Someone 待人恋
すみよしの松とは人のしらねばやなみうちたえてきしもせざらん
| sumiyoshi no matsu to wa hito no shiraneba ya nami uchitaete kishi mo sezaran | At Sumiyoshi are The pines of folk All unknowing? The waves have stopped, and Even the shore seems untouched. |
Tadafusa
Eikyū hyakushu 480
Love Waiting for Someone 待人恋
いつとなくこぬみの浜の人まつとただよふなみのたえぬ日ぞなき
| itsu to naku konu mi no hama no hito matsu to tadayou nami no taenu hi zo naki | Never does He come; on the beach A lone pine stands with The drifting waves Endless days – are there none! |
Toshiyori
GSS XVII: 1241
When he had gone to the province of Michinoku as its governor, he saw a withered pine tree at Takekuma, and had a sapling planted to replace it; after finishing his posting, he returned to the same province later, and saw the pine he had planted once more.
栽し時契やし剣武隈の松をふたたび逢ひ見つる哉
| uesi toki tigiri ya si ken takekuma no matu wo Futatabi aFimituru kana | When I planted you Did I make a vow, perhaps? That Takekuma’s Pine once more I would encounter! |
Fujiwara no Motoyoshi
藤原元善
KKS XVII: 908
Topic unknown.
かくしつつ世をやつくさむ高砂のをのへにたてる松ならなくに
| kakusitutu yo wo ya tukusamu takasago no wonoFe ni tateru matu naranaku ni | Thus, I wonder Will my life come to an end? For on Takasago’s Heights standing A pine tree I am not … |
Anonymous
Eikyū hyakushu 50
The Iwashimizu Special Festival (石清水臨時祭)
山水のながれにうかふ松が枝にかざしの藤をかけてこそみれ
| yamamizu no nagare ni ukabu matsu ga e ni kazashi no fuji o kakete koso mire | Upon a mountain stream’s Swift flow floats A branch of pine Adornments of wisteria Seen dangling there… |
Akinaka
MYS VI: 990
A poem on a pine tree in Shigeoka in Atomi, by Ki no Shikahito
茂岡に神さび立ちて栄えたる千代松の木の年の知らなく
| sigewoka ni kamusabi tatite sakaetaru tiyo matu no ki no tosi no siranaku | In Shigeoka Divinely stands Flourishing A pine for a thousand generations All unknowing of the passing years. |
Ki no Shikahito
紀鹿人
Kojijū-shū 59
Love and Trees.
いかなれば朽ちぬる袖ぞ波かかる岩根の松もさてこそはあれ
| ika nareba kuchinuru sode zo nami kakaru iwane no matsu mo sate koso wa are | For some reason My sleeves have rotted, Washed by waves As pines rooted on the rocks – That is how they are… |
Matsuyoi no kojijū
待宵の小侍従
Love IX: 12
Left (Win)
住みなれし人はこずゑに絶えはてて琴の音にのみ通ふ松風
| suminareshi hito wa kozue ni taehatete koto no ne ni nomi kayou matsukaze |
Accustomed to his being here, Now, he comes not and from the treetops All that endures Are my zither’s strains, Blending with the pines. |
Lord Ari’ie
1103
Right
聞かじただつれなき人の琴の音にいとはず通ふ松の風をば
| kikaji tada tsurenaki hito no koto no ne ni itowazu kayou matsu no kaze o ba |
I will listen no more! To that cruel man’s Zither strains Heedlessly blending With the wind from off the pines… |
Nobusada
1104
The Right state: it sounds as if the man is enduring on the treetops. The Left state: ‘I will listen no more!’ (kikaji tada) is extremely coarse.
In judgement: while it may sound as if the man is enduring on the treetops in the Left’s poem, this is no more than a standard use of metaphorical expression, and the configuration of ‘accustomed to his being here, now, he comes not and from the treetops’ (suminareshi hito wa kozue ni) sounds fine, with the latter part of the poem also being elegant. The initial line of the Right’s poem has a conception of closing up the ears to block one’s auditory sense, which seems excessive. Clearly, the Left’s ‘my zither’s strains’ (koto no ne ni nomi) must win.
Love IX: 10
Left (Win)
あはれとて聞き知る人はなけれども恋しき琴の音こそ絶えせね
| aware tote kikishiru hito wa nakeredomo koishiki koto no ne koso taesene |
To be moved By hearing is there No one, yet My beloved zither’s Strains sound on and on… |
Kenshō
1099
Right
なをざりにはかなくすさむ琴の音もまつには通ふ物とこそ聞け
| naozari ni hakanaku susamu koto no ne mo matsu ni wa kayou mono to koso kike |
Carelessly and Wildly plucked My zither’s strains Blend with the pines I had heard… |
Lord Takanobu
1100
The Right state: the Left’s poem has no faults to mention. The Left state: the Right’s poem is not bad.
In judgement: both Gentlemen’s ‘zithers’ (koto) appear to be equally elegant, and the Right has a fine final section. The Left seems pleasant in both the initial and latter sections. So, the Left wins.