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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 20h

はるのほどはわがすむいほのともに成りてふるすないでそ谷の鶯 While spring endures At the hut where I do dwell My companion be, and Depart not from your former nest, O, warbler in my valley! Saigyō Sankashū 30

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 20h

うぐひすは我をすもりにたのみてやたにのをかべはいでてなくらむ Has the warbler His nest to guard Requested me? As he to the valley’s hillsides Sets out to sing… Saigyō Sankashū 29

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 20h

鶯はたにのふるすを出でぬともわがゆくへをばわすれざらなん The warbler from His former nest within my valley Has departed, yet My fate I would not have him forget! Saigyō Sankashū 28

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 20h

When a warbler did not sing in the valley where I was living. ふるすうとくたにの鶯なりはてば我やかはりてなかんとすらん Heedless of his former nest, Has the warbler in my valley Finally become, so I, in place of him, Shall weep away… Saigyō Sankashū 27

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 20h

A warbler in the rain. 鶯のはるさめざめとなきゐたるたけのしづくやなみだなるらん A warbler In a spring shower lets fall His cries: Are the droplets on the bamboo His tears, perhaps? Saigyō Sankashū 26

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 21h

When he was staying somewhere with bamboo before his bedroom. 竹ちかくよどこねはせじ鶯のなく声きけばあさいせられず Close by the bamboo My bed, but sleep eludes me, for When the warbler’s Crying song I hear I cannot doze away the morning. Lord Fujiwara no Korehira Gosenshū II: 48

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 21h

Warbler [uguhisu]. 心から花のしづくにそほちつつうくひずとのみ鳥のなくらむ kokoro kara hana no shizuku ni sōchitsutsu uku hizu to nomi tori no nakuramu Even his heart By droplets from the blossoms Is ever drenched: Sadly simply never dry, Does the bird seem to cry… Lord Fujiwara no Toshiyuki Kokinshū X: 422

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

At the foot of a bridge. かづらきや高間の山の山かぜに花こそわたれくめの岩ばし In Kazuragi, From Takama peak The mountain breeze Carries e’en the blossom Over the broken stone bridge of Kume. Shunzei-kyō no musume-shū 22

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

Lakes にほの海はるは霞のしがの波花に吹きなすひらの山かぜ At the Sea of Grebes In spring the haze Upon Shiga’s waves is Blossom blown by The breeze from Hira mountain. Shunzei-kyō no musume-shū 21

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

Composed as a poem on blossom. さくらさくひらの山かぜ吹くままに花になりゆくしがのうら浪 Cherries flower on Hira Mountain while Breezes blow All turned to blossom are The waves on Shiga’s shore. Yoshitsune, Middle Captain of the Inner Palace Guards, Left Division Senzaishū II: 89

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

Blossom at an ancient temple. なべて世の花ともいはじをはつせの山の桜の曙の色 The general run of Blossom, I will not describe, but… On Hatsuse Mountain, the cherries Hue at dawn… Shunzei-kyō no musume-shū 20

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

Fifty Poems on the Moon and Blossom Blossom on the mountains blooming unevenly. おしなべて風こそかをれ春の山咲く桜あればさかぬ梢も Each and every Breeze is truly scented! The mountains in spring Have blossoming cherries, but Bloomless treetops, too… Shunzei-kyō no musume-shū 19

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

Spring いづくより花のにほひをさそひきてさかぬ梢も風かをるらむ From somewhere The scent of blossom Invites; The bloomless treetops, too, Have a fragrant breeze. The Third Prince [Imperial Prince Kore’akira 惟明親王] Shōji shodo hyakushu 113

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

こぎはなれゆく月影ぞあはれなる虫明の松の風の音かな Drifting ever Further, the moonlight Moves my heart with The pines at Mushiake Sounding in the wind! Shunzei-kyō no musume-shū 18

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

From a Fifty Poem Sequence on the Moon. むしあけのせとのしほひのあけがたになみの月かげとほざかるなり At Mushiake Strait the receding tide At dawn, The waves carrying the moonlight Into the distance. Yoshitsune Akishino gesseishū 64

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 06/10/2026

Seaways. 何となく心ぞとまるそれとみてこぎはなれゆくむしあけの松 Somehow, They linger in my heart Having seen them Drifting ever further, The pines of Mushiake. Shunzei gosha hyakushu 491

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 30/09/2026

A warbler at my hermitage. 鶯のこゑぞかすみにもれてくる人めともしき春の山ざと A warbler’s Cry from out the haze Does drift to, Secluded from other’s eyes, My mountain retreat in springtime. Saigyō Sankashū 25

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 30/09/2026

On personal grievance and warblers. うき身にてきくもをしきはうぐひすの霞にむせぶあけぼのの山 Even to my pitiful self Hearing it brings regret: A warbler, Choked by the haze In the mountains at dawn… Saigyō Sankashū 24

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 30/09/2026

On a personal grievance and picking fresh herbs. わかなおふるはるののもりに我なりてうき世を人につみしらせばや For fresh herbs growing On the plains in springtime a warder Have I become— That this world is cruel, to folk Garnering sins, I would let them know! Saigyō Sankashū 23

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 30/09/2026

On an old man picking fresh herbs. うづゑつきななくさにこそおいにけれとしをかさねてつめるわかなに With sacred staff in hand, Even with the Seven Herbs He has grown old! The years have piled up While garnering fresh herbs… Saigyō Sankashū 22

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 30/09/2026

On having fond thoughts of times gone by while picking fresh herbs. わかなつむのべのかすみにあはれなるむかしをとほくへだつとおもへば Gathering fresh herbs Upon the plains amidst the haze Does move me so— Those bygone days by distance Blocked are, I feel… Saigyō Sankashū 21

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 29/09/2026

Picking fresh herbs in the rain. 春雨のふるののわかなおひぬらしぬれぬれつまんかたみたぬきれ In a spring shower Falling on Furu Plain, the fresh herbs Have grown, it seems; Soaked, I’ll pick them, Putting my basket down… Saigyō Sankashū 20

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 29/09/2026

Fresh herbs かすがのはとしのうちにはゆきつみてはるはわかなのおふるなりけり Kasuga Plain Within the year past Garnered snow, where In springtime fresh herbs Grow up. Saigyō Sankashū 19

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 29/09/2026

Composed for a painting on a folding screen, showing the picking of fresh herbs on a plain where the snow had fallen.

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 29/09/2026

Picking fresh herbs in the snow. けふはただおもひもよらでかへりなむゆきつむのべのわかななりけり Today, I will simply Think no more of it, and Head home! For on the plains snow garners Fresh herbs… Saigyō Sankashū 18

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 29/09/2026

Sent to someone’s residence when the picking of fresh herbs took place on the Day of the Rat. わかなつむけふにはつねのあひぬればまつにや人のこころひくらん Picking fresh herbs Today, when the first Rat Falls, I wonder: Have folk pined, Their hearts drawn along? Saigyō Sankashū 17

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 29/09/2026

ねのびしにかすみたなびくのべに出でてはつ鶯のこゑをききつる For the Day of the Rat to, Spread with haze, The plains I went, and The first warbler’s Cry did hear. Saigyō Sankashū 16

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 28/09/2026

子日する人にかすみはさきだちてこまつがはらをたなびきてけり On the Day of the Rat Before folk has the haze Arisen, and Across the pine seedling plains Drawn up. Saigyō Sankashū 15

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 28/09/2026

Topic unknown. あさみどりのべのかすみのたなびくにけふのこ松をまかせつるかな Pale green Across the plains the haze Does draw, so Today, the pine seedlings I will leave to it! Minister of Public Affairs Tsunenobu Goshūishū I: 30

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 28/09/2026

The Day of the Rat. はるごとにのべの小松をひく人はいくらの千よをふべきなるらん Every single spring Onto the plains pine seedlings Plucking, those folk, How many thousand ages Might they pass through? Saigyō Sankashū 14

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 28/09/2026

On the same conception, while I was at a place called Futami in Ise. 浪こすとふたみのまつの見えつるはこずゑにかかる霞なりけり As waves breaking O’er the pines at Futami Did it appear, Clinging to the treetops, The haze. Saigyō Sankashū 13

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 28/09/2026

君をおきてあだし心を我がもたば末の松山波もこえなん To abandon you An inconstant heart Would I have, but sooner Over Sue-no-Matsuyama Would waves break! Kokinshū XX: 1093

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 28/09/2026

On haze by the seashore. もしほやくうらのあたりは立ちのかでけぶりたちそふはるがすみかな Around the saltweed burning Bay Rises, shifting, staying Smoke a’trailing: ‘Tis the haze of spring! Saigyō Sankashū 12

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 28/09/2026

かすまずはなにをか春とおもはましまだゆききえぬみよしのの山 Were there to be no haze, then How, that ‘tis spring Might one come to know? For the snow has yet to fade From the mountains of fair Yoshino… Saigyō Sankashū 11

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 25/09/2026

思ひねの夢のうき橋とだえして覚むる枕にきゆるおもかげ Filled with love, I slept, but My floating bridge of dreams Is broken: On waking, from my pillow Your face fades away… Shunzei-kyō no musume-shū 17

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 25/09/2026

When he composed a fifty-poem sequence for Cloistered Prince Shukaku. 春のよの夢のうきはしとだえしてみねにわかるゝよこ雲のそら A Spring night’s Floating bridge of dreams Is broken – Split by the peaks, The long clouds trail across the sky. Fujiwara no Sada’ie Shinkokinshū I: 38

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 25/09/2026

清見がたうきねの浪にやどる夜は月に心のとまるなりけり At Kiyomi Inlet Adrift, dozing, on the waves A’lodging, tonight The moon within my heart Does rest. Shunzei-kyō no musume-shū 16

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 25/09/2026

みる程ぞしばしなぐさむ歎きつつねぬ夜の空の有明の月 While gazing on it Briefly am I consoled: Ever grieving After a sleepless night in the sky Hangs the dawntime moon. Shunzei-kyō no musume-shū 15

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 25/09/2026

見るほどぞしばしなぐさむめぐりあはん月の都は遥かなれども While gazing on it Briefly am I consoled: A meeting will come around once more, Though the capital as the moon Is distant…’ Hikaru Genji Genji monogatari 204

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 25/09/2026

なつ衣うすくや人の成りぬらんうつ蝉の音にぬるる袖かな Summer garb Scanty has he Become, perhaps? An abandoned cicada shell’s sound is Drenched sleeves! Shunzei-kyō no musume-shū 14

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 25/09/2026

空蝉の羽におく露の木がくれてしのびしのびにぬるる袖かな Upon an abandoned cicada shell’s Wings fall dewdrops Hidden ‘mongst the trees Secretly, so secretly, Drenched are my sleeves! Utsusemi Genji monogatari 25

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 25/09/2026

Love しらざりき結ばぬ水に影みても袖に雫のかかる物とは I did not know: Even though in intangible waters I glimpsed your face, Upon my sleeves, droplets Still would cling… Shunzei-kyō no musume-shū 13

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 25/09/2026

Composed on the conception of love, when hundred poem sequences were presented during the reign of former Emperor Horikawa.

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 23/09/2026

岩まとぢし氷もいまはとけ初めて苔の下水道もとむなり Cracks between the crags sealed By ice, now Beginning to melt, and The water ‘neath the moss Seeks to find its way. Saigyō Mimosugawa uta’awase 22

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 23/09/2026

Topic unknown. はるしれと谷のほそみづもりぞくるいはまの氷ひまたえにけり ‘Realise ‘tis spring!’, says The trickle of water through the valley Leaking out from The ice between the rocks, where Cracks have appeared. Saigyō Sankashū 10

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 23/09/2026

When spring had arrived, I accompanied someone to the estate at Shiga, who had gone there due to a directional taboo, and seeing the haze over Meeting Hill…

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 23/09/2026

Composed on the conception of the arrival of spring, when I was spending the turning of the year near Naniwa on a pilgrimage. いつしかとはるきにけりと津のくにの難波のうらを霞こめたり So swiftly Spring has come, reveals In the land of Tsu Across Naniwa Bay The spreading haze. Saigyō Sankashū 8

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 23/09/2026

On spring arriving at a mountain retreat. 山ざとはかすみわたれるけしきにて空にやはるの立つを知るらん At my mountain retreat The haze has covered o’er The scene; I suppose that from the skies spring’s Arrival I will know! Saigyō Sankashū 7

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 23/09/2026

When the New Year’s Day was the Day of the Rat. ねのびしてたてたる松にうゑそへんちよかさぬべきとしのしるしに ‘Tis the Day of the Rat, so Standing, pines Let us plant, That a thousand ages will mount up As a sign this year! Saigyō Sankashū 6

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Thomas McAuley @wakapoet.bsky.social · 23/09/2026

For the Day of the Rat celebrations at the palace in Eihō 4. ねのびする野べのこまつをうつしうゑて年のをながく君ぞ引くべき For the Day of the Rat Pine seedlings from the plains We transplant, that The long thread of their years Will draw our Lord with them! Supernumerary Middle Counsellor Michitoshi Shinkokinshū VII: 729

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