On seeing fisherfolk burning salt when he was on the road to Kumano, and felt particularly unwell.
旅の空夜半のけぶりとのぼりなばあまのもしほ火たくかとやみん
| tabi no sora yowa no keburi to noborinaba ama no mosiobi taku ka to ya min | Should into my travel’s skies One night as smoke I rise, The fisherfolk seaweed salt fires Kindling—would it appear so, I wonder? |
Former Emperor Kazan
Love and Smoke, for a Fifty Poem Sequence at the residence of the Lay Priest Prince of the Second Order.
うらみじな難波のみつにたつけぶり心からたくあまのもしほ火
| uramiji na naniwa no mitsu ni tatsu keburi kokoro kara taku ama no moshiobi | I cannot hate her, can I? From Naniwa harbour The smoke arising is Kindled in my heart as Fisherfolk’s seaweed-salt fires…[i] |
Consultant Masatsune
[i] An allusive variation on KKS XVII: 894.