Sugawara Takesue No Musume Poems

  • 1.
    This is the night when in the ancient Past,
    The Herder Star embarked to meet the Weaving One;
    In its sweet remembrance the wave rises high in the River of Heaven. [39]
    Even so swells my heart to see the famous book.
    ...
  • 2.
    Scarce had my mind received with wonder
    The thought of newly fallen snow -
    Seeing the ground lie white -
    When the scent of Tachibana flowers
    ...
  • 3.
    You gave me words of hope, are they not long delayed?
    The plum-tree is remembered by the Spring,
    Though it seemed dead with frost.

    ...
  • 4.
    When from the neighbouring garden the perfume-laden air
    Saturates my soul with memories,
    Rises the thought of the beloved plum-tree
    Blooming under the eaves of the house which is gone.
    ...
  • 5.
    Ah, me! Ah, me! My weary doom to labour here in the Palace!
    Seven good wine-jars have I - and three in my province.
    There where they stand I have hung straight-stemmed gourds of the finest -
    They turn to the West when the East wind blows,
    ...
  • 6.
    No sight can be more autumnal
    than that of my garden
    Tenanted by an autumnal person
    weary of the world!
    ...
  • 7.
    Years have passed and only sounds of waters have come to my ears,
    To-day, indeed, I may even count the ripples around the fishing net.

    The pattern of the maple leaves in Autumn dyed with the rain -
    ...
  • 8.
    I yearn for a tranquil moment
    To be out upon the sea of harmony,
    In that enchanted boat.
    Oh, boatman, do you know my heart?
    ...
  • 9.
    In the dead of night, moon-gazing,
    The thought of the deep mountain affrighted,
    Yet longings for the mountain village
    At all other moments filled my heart.
    ...
Total 9 Poems by Sugawara Takesue No Musume

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