On autumn leaves in a hundred poem sequence of reminiscences.
嵐ふくみねのもみぢの日にそへてもろくなりゆくわが涙哉
| arashi fuku mine no momiji no hi ni soete moroku nariyuku wa ga namida kana |
As the storm winds rage On the peaks the leaves turn With the passing days How much easier it is to shed My tears. |
Master of the Dowager Empress Household Office Toshinari
藤原俊成
Topic unknown.
おいぬとも又もあはんとゆくとしになみだのたまをたむけつるかな
| oinu tomo mata mo awan to yuku toshi ni namida no tama o tamuketsuru kana |
I grow old, yet That we should meet in times to come, Within this passing year Of jewelled teardrops Shall I make an offering. |
Master of the Dowager Empress’ Household Office Toshinari
藤原俊成
On the concpetion of the beginning of spring, when he composed a hundred poem sequence at the house of the Lay Priest and Former Regent and Grand Minister.
としくれしなみだのつらゝとけにけりこけの袖にも春やたつらん
| toshi kureshi namida no tsurara tokenikeri koke no sode ni mo haru ya tatsuran |
The year is done- Frozen tears Have melted; Even to moss-covered sleeves Does spring come, I wonder? |
Master of the Dowager Empress’ Household Office Toshinari
藤原俊成
In the conception of ‘love in springtime’, from the Minase 15 Love Poem Poetry Competition.
おもかげのかすめる月ぞやどりける春やむかしの袖のなみだに
| omokage no kasumeru tsuki zo yadorikeru haru ya mukashi no sode no namida ni |
His face Upon the hazy moon Has found lodging This spring, as in those of old, In the tears upon my sleeves. |
The Daughter of Master of the Dowager Empress’ Household Office Toshinari
When a fellow monk had passed away, he composed this in remembrance of him.
ふるさとをこふる涙やひとりゆくともなき山のみちしばのつゆ
| furusato o kôru namida ya hitori yuku tomo naki yama no michishiba no tsuyu |
For his home, Much loved, tears fell: He goes alone Friendless among the mountain Grasses’ dewdrops. |
Former Archbishop Jien
慈円
In the Autumn [of the year] his mother died, on a day when a typhoon was blowing, he went to where she had lived…
たまゆらのつゆも涙もとゞまらずなき人こふるやどの秋風
| tamayura no tsuyu mo namida mo todomarazu nakibito koru yado no aki kaze |
Fleeting, indeed, are Dew and tear drops, both Unceasing; She loved This house, where Autumn winds blow now. |
Sada’ie
定家