Composed looking at the moon as the night wore on.
さよふけて雲間の月の影みれば袖にしられぬ霜ぞ置きける
sayo fukete
kumoma no tsuki no
kage mireba
sode ni shirarenu
shimo zo okikeru | Brief night wore on, and
From the gaps between the clouds the moon’s
Light I saw,
Unknowing that upon my sleeve
The frost had fallen! |
342
かたしきの袖もこほりぬ冬のよの雨ふりすさむあかつきの空
katashiki no
sode mo kōrinu
fuyu no yo no
ame furisusamu
akatsuki no sora | Her single spread
Sleeve, too, has frozen
As on a winter’s night
A sprinkle of rain falls
From the dawning sky. |
333
A winter poem
かたしきの袖こそ霜にむすびけれまつよ深けぬるうぢのはし姫
katashiki no
sode koso shimo ni
musubikere
matsu yo fukenuru
uji no hashihime | Her single spread
Sleeve with frost
Has grown stiff
Waiting deep into the night,
The princess of Uji Bridge. |
332
秋田もるいほにかたしく我が袖に消えあへぬ露のいくへ置きけん
akita moru
io ni katashiku
wa ga sode ni
kie’aenu tsuyu no
ikue okiken | Warding autumn paddies
In a hut, singly spread
Upon my sleeve
Never fading, might the dewdrops
Fall in layer upon layer? |
このもとの花の下ぶしよごろへてわが衣手に月ぞなれぬる
ko no moto no
hana no shitabushi
yogoro hete
wa ga koromode ni
tsuki zo narenuru | Beneath the tree’s
Blossom have I lain down,
Spending night after night, and
Upon my sleeve is
The moon accustomed to resting. |
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このもとにやどりをすればかたしきの我が衣手に花はちりつつ
ko no moto ni
yadori o sureba
katashiki no
wa ga koromode ni
hana wa chiritsutsu | Beneath this tree
Have I lodged, so
On a single spread
Sleeve of mine
The blossoms ever scatter… |
Created with Soan
Composed on the conception of snow at one’s lodgings when travelling.
松がねにをばなかりしきよもすがらかたしく袖に雪はふりつつ
matsu ga ne ni
obana karishiki
yo mo sugara
katashiku sode ni
yuki wa furitsutsu | Upon the pine tree’s roots
Reaped silver grass I’ve spread, and
All through the night
Atop my single spread sleeves
The snow is ever falling… |
Master of the Palace Repairs Office Akisue
Created with Soan.
をみなへしあきののをわけをりつればやどあれぬとてまつむしぞなく
ominaeshi
aki no no o wake
oritsureba
yado arenu tote
matsumushi zo naku | O, maidenflower,
Through the autumn meadows did I press
To pick you, so
My home has gone to ruin where
The pine crickets sing. |
Yasuki
35
むしのねになきまどはせるをみなへしをればたもとにきりのこりゐる
mushi no ne ni
naki madowaseru
ominaeshi
oreba tamoto ni
kiri nokori’iru | The insects’ cries
With her sobs are confused, that
Maidenflower,
I pluck her, and within my sleeve
Traces of the mists do linger. |
Amane
36
Left
ひとりぬる身の衣ではうみなれやみるに涙ぞまなくよせけれ
hitori nuru
mi no koromode wa
umi nare ya
miru ni namida zo
ma naku yosekere | Sleeping alone
Is my sleeve
The sea?
For looking upon it, waves of tears
Break there ceaselessly. |
180
Right
年をへてもゆてふふじの山よりもあはぬ思ひは我ぞまされる
toshi o hete
moyu chō fuji no
yama yori mo
awanu omoi wa
ware zo masareru | Through all the passing years
Burns Fuji;
Far more than the mountain,
Not meeting you, the flames of passion,
Burn brightly in me. |
181[1]
[1] Shikashū VII: 202/Shinchokusenshū XII: 710
Coming of Age 元服
こよひゆふはつもとゆひのむらさきのま袖の色にはやもなりなん
koyoi yuu
hatsu motoyui no
murasaki no
masode no iro ni
haya mo narinan | This eve is tied
Your first topknot
With violet
Hues I would your fair sleeve
Swiftly, too, be coloured! |
Nakazane
'Simply moving and elegant'
