駿河の海おしへに生ふる浜つづら汝を頼み母に違ひぬ
| suruga no umi wosipe ni opuru pamatudura imasi wo tanomi papa ni tagapinu | By the sea at Suruga Growing on the rocks Is moonseed on the beach—just so Do I cling to you Despite my mother’s warnings… |
Tag Archives: sea
Eikyū hyakushu 656
Seafolk 泉郎
ふかながら海のこころやいかならんうらみぬあまはなしとこそきけ
| fukanagara umi no kokoro ya ika naran uraminu ama wa nashi to koso kike | It may have depths, but The heart of the sea is What sort of thing, I wonder? An unresentful fisherman Is nowhere to be found, I hear! |
Tadafusa
Eikyū hyakushu 526
Lakes 水海
恋ひわぶる人にあふみの海といへどみるめはおひぬ物にぞありける
| koiwaburu hito ni ōmi no umi to iedo mirume wa oinu mono ni zo arikeru | Suffering with love’s pains Folk meet at Ōmi Sea, they say, though No prying eyes arise from midst the seaweed there – ‘Tis true to say! |
Daishin
Eikyū hyakushu 525
Lakes 水海
にほの海はみるめもおひぬ浦にてやむベかづきする海人なかりけり
| nio no umi wa mirume mo oinu ura nite ya mube kazuki suru ama nakarikeri | At the Sea of Grebes No prying eyes arise from midst the seaweed, On the beach: is that why Truly slipping beneath the waters There are no fishermen at all? |
Higo
Eikyū hyakushu 523
Lakes 水海
近江の海みちくるしほもなきものをたれからさきといひ初めけん
| ōmi no umi michikuru shio mo naki mono o tare karasaki to iihajimeken | The sea at Ōmi Swelling tides Does lack, so Who was that to Karasaki – a pointless point – Did first give the name, I wonder? |
Tadafusa
Eikyū hyakushu 510
Hotsprings 出
わたつ海ははるけきものをいかにしてありまの山にしほゆいづらん
| wata tsu umi wa harukeki mono o ika ni shite arima no yama ni shioyu izuran | The broad sea sweep Lies far away, so Why is it that On Arima Mountain A salty hotspring should bubble forth? |
Kanemasa
Love X: 16
Left (Win)
さざ浪や志賀津の海士になりにけりみるめはなくて袖のしほるる
| sazanami ya shigatsu no ama ni narinikeri mirume wa nakute sode no shioruru | Rocked by wavelets A fisherman at Shiga Bay Have I become! Glimpsing no seaweed, How my sleeves are soaked… |
Lord Suetsune
1171
Right
伊勢の海の底までかづく海人なれやみるめに人を思ふ心は
| ise no umi no soko made kazuku ama nare ya mirume ni hito o omou kokoro wa | At Ise, to the sea Bed dive Fisher-girls: Am I one, too? A seaweed-tangled glimpse of you Lodging in my heart… |
Jakuren
1172
The Right state: the Left’s poem has no faults to mention. The Left state: neither beginning nor end is sufficiently forcefully expressed.
In judgement: the conception and configuration of the Left’s ‘fisherman at Shiga Bay’ (shigatsu no ama) certainly seem splendid. That is really all there is to say about this poem. To make a deliberate point of seeking out elements which sound difficult is a pointless activity for the Way of Poetry and an individual poet. As for the Right’s poem, diving ‘to the sea bed’ (soko made) is just something that fisher-girls do. The Left must win.
MYS II: 153
A poem by Her Majesty, the Dowager Empress.
鯨魚取り 近江の海を 沖放けて 漕ぎ来る船 辺付きて 漕ぎ来る船 沖つ櫂 いたくな撥ねそ 辺つ櫂 いたくな撥ねそ 若草の 夫の 思ふ鳥立つ
| isana tori opomi no umi wo oki sakete kogikitaru pune pe tu kite kogikuru pune oki tu kai itaku na pane so pe tu kai itaku na pane so wakakusa no tuma no omopu tori tatu |
In the whale-hunting Sea of Ōmi From far off in the offing Boats come rowing; Nearing the shore, Boats come rowing; Off in the offing, oars Beat not so hard! By the shore, oars Beat not so hard! A fresh blade of grass – My husband’s Beloved birds you’ll start to flight! |
Yamato Hime no Ōkimi
倭皇后
MYS XV: 3609
An ancient poem composed about a location.
武庫の海の庭よくあらし漁りする海人の釣舟波の上ゆ見ゆ
| muko no umi no nipayokuarasi izarisuru ama no turibune nami no upe yu miyu |
The sea at Muko Seems a rich estate: Trawling, The sea-folk’s fisher boats Do I see upon the waves. |
Kakinomoto no Hitomaro
柿本人麻呂
Love VII: 12
Left (Win).
與謝の海の沖つ潮風浦に吹けまつなりけりと人に聞かせん
| yosa no umi no oki tsu shio kaze ura ni fuke matsunarikeri to hito ni kikasen |
By the sea at Yosa, Tidewinds on the offing, Blow across the bay! That I am waiting without end, Tell him! |
A Servant Girl
983
Right.
浪かくるさしでの磯の岩根松ねにあらはれてかはくまもなし
| nami kakuru sashide no iso no iwane matsu ne ni arawarete kawaku ma mo nashi |
Waves beat Upon the shore at Sashide, where The pine trees on the crags Roots are bared and Never dry for but a moment. |
The Supernumerary Master of the Empress’ Household Office
984
The Right state: the Left’s poem lacks any faults. The Left state: the Right’s poem is pedestrian.
In judgement: the configuration of the Left’s ‘Blow across the bay!’ (ura ni fuke) and its links with the preceding and subsequent lines, sounds charming. The Right’s poem is stylistically elegant, but the poem more closely resembles a poem on the topic of ‘Love and Pine Trees’. Thus, the Left wins.