ethereal beaty

Upon my sleeve,
Plum blossoms pour their fragrance,
Vying in beauty
With moonbeams filtering through the
And sparkling in the wetness of my tears.

Fujiwara Teika



The bamboo grass
Sighs in its tangled rustling
Deep within the mountains,
But my longing remains untangled
When I have left the one I love.

Kakinomoto Hitomaro

spring moon

Come, just for today,
Let us lose ourselves in wandering
Deep in spring hills –
If darkness falls, how can we fail to find
A place to sleep beneath those blossoming

Priest Sosei


Rising from the river,
Does the roar of waves break in upon the
Of the Uji villagers,
So that even at night their way is perilous
Across the floating bridge of dreams?

Fujiwara Teika


In early dawn,
The setting moon still glimmers
Above the mountain rim,
But even were no such wall to hide it,
The rising haze would still obscure the sky.

Fujiwara no Teika