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Ogura Hyakunin Isshu Poems

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by Hyakunin Isshu, Ogura
Tenchi Tenno

Coarse the rush-mat roof
Sheltering the harvest-hut
Of the autumn rice-field;--
And my sleeves are growing wet
With the moisture dripping through....Read More



by Hyakunin Isshu, Ogura
When to Tago's coast
I the way have gone, and see
Perfect whiteness laid
On Mount Fuji's lofty peak
By the drift of falling snow....Read More

by Hyakunin Isshu, Ogura
Color of the flower
Has already passed away
While on trivial things
Vainly I have set my gaze,
In my journey through the world....Read More

by Hyakunin Isshu, Ogura
In the mountain depths,
Treading through the crimson leaves,
Cries the wandering stag.
When I hear the lonely cry,
Sad,--how sad--the autumn is!...Read More



by Hyakunin Isshu, Ogura
Lowly hut is mine
South-east from the capital:--
Thus I choose to dwell;--
And the world in which I live
Men have named a "Mount of Gloom."...Read More

by Hyakunin Isshu, Ogura
O ye Winds of Heaven!
In the paths among the clouds
Blow, and close the ways,
That we may these virgin forms
Yet a little while detain....Read More

by Hyakunin Isshu, Ogura
Spring, it seems, has passed,
And the summer come again;
For the silk-white robes,
So 'tis said, are spread to dry
On the "Mount of Heaven's Perfume."...Read More

by Hyakunin Isshu, Ogura
Ah! the foot-drawn trail
Of the mountain-pheasant's tail
Drooped like down-curved branch!--
Through this long, long-dragging night
Must I keep my couch alone?...Read More



by Hyakunin Isshu, Ogura
It is for thy sake
That I seek the fields in spring,
Gathering green herbs,
While my garment's hanging sleeves
Are with falling snow beflecked....Read More

by Hyakunin Isshu, Ogura
If the "Magpie Bridge"--
Bridge by flight of magpies spanned,--
White with frost I see:--
With a deep-laid frost made white:--
Late, I know, has grown the night....Read More

by Hyakunin Isshu, Ogura
O'er the wide, wide sea,
Towards its many distant isles,
Rowing I set forth.
This, to all the world proclaim,
O ye boats of fisher-folk!...Read More

by Hyakunin Isshu, Ogura
Truly, this is where
Travelers who go or come
Over parting ways,--
Friends or strangers,--all must meet;
'Tis the gate of "Meeting Hill."
...Read More

by Hyakunin Isshu, Ogura
When I look abroad
O'er the wide-stretched "Plain of Heaven,"
Is the moon the same
That on Mount Mikasa rose,
In the land of Kasuga?...Read More

by Hyakunin Isshu, Ogura
Michinoku print
Of shinobu's tangled leaves!
For whose sake have I,
Like confused, begun to be?
Only yours! I can not change!
...Read More

by Hyakunin Isshu, Ogura
From Tsukuba's peak,
Falling waters have become
Mina's still, full flow:
So my love has grown to be;
Like the river's quiet deeps. ...Read More