The autumn wind
Blows chill this morn
On the hill of Sanu
Where you should be passing:
My garb I'd lend you, if I could.
Blows chill this morn
On the hill of Sanu
Where you should be passing:
My garb I'd lend you, if I could.
The autumn wind
About the poet
Yamabe no Akahito
700 - 740/JapaneseLittle is known of Yamabe no Akahito other than what we can gain from his fifty poems in the Manyoshu. His thirteen Nagauta poems and thirty-seven Tanka poems were all written between 724 and 737 AD. From these we can see Akahito served as a…
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the mists rise over
The mists rise overThe waters at Asuka;
To the fields in springtime
To the fields in springtimePicking violets
All-knowing, (the eternal palace)
All-knowing,My great lord:
From the bay at Tago
From the bay at TagoI see, when gazing out,
At my house
At my houseI sowed and nurtured cockscomb
