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- Gosen Wakashu
Aki no ike no tsuki no ue ni kogu fune nareba katsura no eda ni sao ya sawaran
Since my boat rows over the moon in the autumn pond, I wonder whether my pole will catch on the branches of the laurel that grows there.
Gosen Wakashu - Ono no Yoshizai
Aki no umi ni utsureru tsuki o tachikaeri nami wa araedo iro mo kawarazu
Again and again the waves wash the moon reflected in the autumn sea, yet its color does not change at all.
Gosen Wakashu - Kiyohara no Fukayabu
Aki no yo no tsuki no hikari wa kiyokeredo hito no kokoro no kuma wa terasazu
The light of the autumn moon is pure, yet it does not reach the shadowed corners of the human heart.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Aki no tsuki tsune ni kaku teru mono naraba yami ni furu mi wa majirazaramashi
If the autumn moon always shone like this, I who live my days in darkness would not be lost in it.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Itsu tote mo tsuki minu aki wa naki mono o wakite koyoi no mezurashiki kana
There is no autumn when I do not see the moon, yet tonight's moon is wondrous above all others.
Gosen Wakashu - Fujiwara no Masatada
Tsukikage wa onaji hikari no aki no yo o wakite miyuru wa kokoro narikeri
The moonlight is the same light on every autumn night—that it looks so special tonight is the work of the heart that sees it.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Sora tōmi aki ya yokuran hisakata no tsuki no katsura no iro mo kawaranu
Does autumn pass by because the sky is so far away? The laurel on the moon never changes its color.
Gosen Wakashu - Ki no Yoshimitsu
Koromode wa samuku mo aranedo tsukikage o tamaranu aki no yuki to koso mire
Though my sleeves feel no cold, I see the moonlight as an autumn snow that never piles up.
Gosen Wakashu - Ki no Tsurayuki
Ama no kawa shigarami kakete todomenan akazu nagaruru tsuki ya yodomu to
I would set a weir across the River of Heaven to hold it back, so that the moon, flowing away too soon, might linger in its pools.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Akikaze ni nami ya tatsuran ama no kawa wataru se mo naku tsuki no nagaruru
Are waves rising on the River of Heaven in the autumn wind? With no shallows to cross by, the moon is swept along.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Aki kureba omou kokoro zo midaretsutsu mazu momijiba to chirimasarikeru
When autumn comes, my brooding heart falls into turmoil and, before all else, scatters more and more like crimson leaves.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Kiekaeri mono omou aki no koromo koso namida no kawa no momiji narikere
My robe, as I brood in autumn till I nearly fade away—it is this that becomes the crimson leaves upon the river of my tears.
Gosen Wakashu - Kiyohara no Fukayabu
Fuku kaze ni fukaki tanomi no munashiku wa aki no kokoro o asashi to omowamu
If the wind should leave the grain I trusted so deeply empty, I will think autumn's heart a shallow one.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Aki no yo wa hito o shizumete tsurezure to kakinasu koto no ne ni zo nakinuru
On autumn nights, when everyone has fallen asleep, I idly strum the koto, and at its sound I break into tears.
Gosen Wakashu - Unknown Poet
Nukitomuru aki shi nakereba shiratsuyu no chigusa ni okeru tama mo kai nashi
Since no autumn can thread them and hold them fast, the white dew's jewels laid on the thousand grasses are all in vain.
Gosen Wakashu - Fujiwara no Kiyotada
Akikaze ni itodo fukeyuku tsukikage o tachi na kakushi so ama no kawagiri
Mist of the River of Heaven, do not rise to hide the moonlight that grows ever deeper as the night advances in the autumn wind.
Gosen Wakashu - Fujiwara no Kiyotada