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Hon’in sadaijin-ke uta’awase 10

Evergreens

ちりかはる心なけれどみやまぎのときはは秋もしられざりけり

chirikawaru
kokoro nakeredo
miyamagi no
tokiwa wa aki mo
shirarezarikeri
A flighty
Heart, has it not, yet
Deep within the mountains, that the trees
Are evergreen, even the autumn
Seems not to know…

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Gentian

した草の花をみつればむらさきに秋さへふかくなりにけるかな

shitagusa no
hana o mitsureba
murasaki ni
aki sae fukaku
narinikeru kana
When in the undergrowth
Flowers I do see, their
Violet in
Autum much deeper
Has become!

20

Yamato monogatari 45

A further poem:

時雨のみふる山里の木の下はをる人からやもり過ぬらん

shigure nomi
furu yamazato no
ko no shita wa
oru hito kara ya
morisuginuran
Showers simply
Fall upon a mountain retreat
Beneath the trees;
Has someone gone astray there
To make them seem so endlessly thick?

When he received these, His Majesty was not of a mind to respond. I have heard that he read the poems then showed them to someone, saying, `What is this about?I don’t understand!’, so it is said they had no effect.

Sahyōe no suke sadafumi uta’awase 4

The Beginning of Summer

Left

ふるさとはこだかけれどもきみならぬほととぎすにもうとまれにけり

furusato wa
kodakakeredomo
kimi naranu
hototogisu ni mo
utomarenikeri
Around this ancient estate
The trees grow high, yet
Not by you alone,
By the cuckoo, too
Am I despised.

Tadamine
7

Right (Win)

やまがつのかきほにさけるうのはなはたがしろたへのころもかけしぞ

yamagatsu no
kakiho ni sakeru
u no hana wa
ta ga shirotae no
koromo kakeshi zo
Along the mountain man’s
Lattice fence bloom
Deutzia:
Whose white mulberry
Robes are hung there?

Mitsune
8

MYS III: 257

A poem on Mount Kagu by Kamo no Taruhito.

天之芳来山 霞立 春尓至婆 松風尓 池浪立而 櫻花 木乃晩茂尓 奥邊波 鴨妻喚 邊津方尓 味村左和伎 百礒城之 大宮人乃 退出而 遊船尓波 梶棹毛 無而不樂毛 己具人奈四二

天降りつく 天の香具山 霞立つ 春に至れば 松風に 池波立ちて 桜花 木の暗茂に 沖辺には 鴨妻呼ばひ 辺つ辺に あぢ群騒き ももしきの 大宮人の 退り出て 遊ぶ船には 楫棹も なくて寂しも 漕ぐ人なしに

amorituku
ame no kaguyama
kiri tatu
paru ni itareba
matukaze ni
ikenami tatite
sakurabana
ko no kuresige ni
okipe ni pa
kamo tuma yobapi
petupe ni
adi murasawagi
momosiki no
opomiyabito no
makaridete
asobu pune ni pa
kadisawo mo
nakute sabusi mo
kogu pito nasi ni
Descended from heaven is
Sacred Mount Kagu where
Mists arise
When the spring does come,
The wind through the pines
Raises waves from pond waters, and
Cherry blossom’s
Profusion shades the trees, while
Out in the offing,
Ducks call for a mate and
On the shore
Teals flock noisily;
Hundredfold,
The palace folk were wont to
Travel out
On pleasure boats, but
Oars and poles
Are there none—so sad—
For there’s not a soul to row them…

Fubokushō IX: 3430

From the poetry contest in 1500 rounds.

見ぬ人をまつの木かげの苔むしろ猶敷島ややまとなでしこ

minu hito o
matsu no kokage no
kokemushiro
nao shikishima ya
yamato nadeshiko
For a man unseen
She pines in the shadow of the trees
On a mossy bed for
Her coverlet, the isles that make
Yamato – a pink!

Kūnaikyō, in service to Former Emperor Gotoba

Kanpyō no ōntoki kisai no miya uta’awase 69

Left

草も木も枯行く冬の宿なれば雪ならずしてとふ人ぞなき

kusa mo ki mo
kareyuku fuyu no
yado nareba
yuki narazushite
tou hito zo naki
Both grass and trees
Wither away with winter
At my home, so
Even without the snow
No one comes to call.

135

Right

ふる雪はえだにしばしもとまらなむ花も紅葉も絶えてなきまは

furu yuki wa
eda ni shibashi mo
tomaranamu
hana mo momiji mo
taete naki ma wa
The falling snow
Upon the branches for a while
Does rest, when
Neither blossoms nor scarlet leaves
Are there at all…

136

Kanpyō no ōntoki kisai no miya uta’awase 57

Left

秋のせみさむき声にぞきこゆなる木のはの衣を風やぬぎつる

aki no semi
samuki koe ni zo
kikoyunaru
ko no ha no kinu o
kaze ya nugitsuru
In the autumn, the cicadas’
Chill song
I hear;
Has the trees’ garb of leaves
Been stripped from them by the wind?

112[1]

Right

あきの夜の月の影こそ木の間よりおちてはきぬとみえわたりけれ

aki no yo no
tsuki no kage koso
ko no ma yori
ochite wa kinu to
miewatarikere
On an autumn night
The moon’s light, truly,
From between the trees
Does come a’falling
Everywhere, it seems.

113


[1] Shinsen man’yōshū 109/Fubokushō XIII: 5422

Fubokushō XIII: 5422

A poem from the Poetry Contest held by the Dowager Empress during the Reign of the Kanpyō Emperor.

秋のせみさむき声にぞきこゆなる木のはの衣を風やぬぎつる

aki no semi
samuki koe ni zo
kikoyunaru
ko no ha no kinu o
kaze ya nugitsuru
In the autumn, the cicadas’
Chill song
I hear;
Has the trees’ garb of leaves
Been stripped from them by the wind?

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