On dew.
このころの秋風寒し萩の花散らす白露置きにけらしも
| kono koro no akikaze samusi pagi no pana tirasu siratuyu wokinikerasi mo |
At about this time The autumn wind is chill; Bush clover bloom Scattering silver dewdrops – Do they, perhaps, fall too? |
Anonymous
Tag Archives: shiratsuyu
GSS XVIII: 1281
When he drew the topic of dew, when people were composing poetry on randomly selected topics at the residence of the Minister of the Left.
我ならぬ草葉もものは思ひけり袖より外におけるしらつゆ
| aFare naranu kusaba mo mono Fa omoFikeri sode yori Foka ni okeru siratuyu |
Not only I, but All the grassy leaves Are sunk in gloomy thought For in places other than my sleeves Fall silver dewdrops. |
Fujiwara no Tadakuni
藤原忠国
GSIS IV: 300
At a time when she was living with relatives, and the bush-clover was blooming particularly beautifully, the master of the house was somewhere else and not communicating, so she sent this to him.
白露も心おきてや思ふらむぬしもたづねぬやどの秋はぎ
| siratuyu mo kokoro okite ya omoFuramu nusi mo tasunenu yado no aki Fagi |
Silver dewdrops Also fall on their hearts I feel; As the master pays no call On his dwelling’s autumn bush-clover. |
Chikuzen Wet Nurse
筑前乳母
Tametada-ke godo hyakushu 369
小笹原末葉に結ぶ白露の光の間にも澄める月影
| ozasawara sueba ni musubu shiratsuyu no hikari no ma ni mo sumeru tsukikage |
In the groves of young broad-leaved bamboo The leaf-tips are bound With silver dewdrops: In those bright fragments Clearly shines the moonlight. |
Fujiwara no Chikataka
藤原親隆
Horikawa hyakushu 730
小笹原染み身における白露を飽きは絶えせぬ玉とこそ見れ
| ozasawara shimi mi ni okeru shiratsuyu o aki wa taesenu tama to koso mire |
The groves of young broad-leaved bamboo Are deeply dyed with Silver dew: I will never cease to long For those seeming jewels! |
Fujiwara no Akinaka
藤原顕仲
Wakan rōeishū I: 265
我が宿の菊の白露今日今日ごとにいく代たまりて淵となるらむ
| wa ga yado no kiku no siratuyu keFu goto ni ikuyo tamarite Futi to naruramu |
At my dwelling, The silver dew upon the chrysanthemums Ever on this day For countless ages accumulates Into a deep river pool. |
Nakatsukasa
中務
Sankashū 379
On the 13th night of the Ninth Month.
今宵はと心え顔に澄む月の光もてなす菊の白露
| koyoi wa to kokoro egao ni sumu tsuki no hikari motenasu kiku no shiratsuyu |
“Tonight is it!” Knowingly The limpid moon’s Light garlands Silver dewfall on the chrysanthemums. |
Saigyō
西行
SKKS III: 283
Composed for a folding screen of the moon, during the Engi period.
夏はつる扇と秋の白露といづれかまづはおかむとすらん
| natsu hatsuru ōgi to aki no shiratsuyu to izure ka mazu wa okamu to suran |
With the end of summer My fan or the autumn’s Silver dewdrops Which will be the first To fall, I wonder! |
Mibu no Tadamine
This poem is also Wakan rōeishū 169.
Kokin rokujō I: 510
夕立の雨うち降れば春日野の尾花が上の白露は思ほゆ
| yuFudati no ame utiFureba kasugano no wobana ga uFe no siratuyu Fa omoFoyu |
When evening showers’ Rain does fall, On the plain at Kasuga Upon the miscanthus grass Silver dewfall comes to mind. |
Autumn III: 16
Left.
祝ひ置きてなを長月と契かな今日摘む菊の末の白露
| iwaiokite nao nagatsuki to chigiri kana kyō tsumu kiku no sue no shiratsuyu |
Celebrating: To have yet more long life, Is the vow, with White dewdrops from the tips Of today’s plucked chrysanthemums… |
451
Right (Win).
君が經ん代を長月のかざしとて今日折り得たる白菊の花
| kimi ga hen yo o nagatsuki no kazashi tote kyō orietaru shiragiku no hana |
That my Lord will pass through Ages more, for the Longest Month Our garland will be Picked on this very day, White chrysanthemum blooms! |
452
Neither team can find any fault with the other’s poem this round.
Shunzei’s judgement: The Left’s poem is excellent in both diction and overall configuration [sugata kotoba yū narubeshi]. Although the Right’s fine phrase [shūku] ‘picked on this very day’ (kyō orietaru) is somewhat archaic [koto furite] and I am unable to appreciate it, the Left’s poem, however, sounds as if it were a poem praying for one’s own long life. The Right, though, celebrates for one’s Lord, and so must win.