山桜散りてみ雪にまがひなば
いづれか花と春に問はなん
いづれか花と春に問はなん
- Roma-ji
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Yamazakura chirite miyuki ni magainaba izure ka hana to haru ni towanamu
- English Translation
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If the mountain bloom
falls and is confused with snow
let us put to spring
the question of which of them
is the flower, and let it say
- Meaning
- If the mountain cherries fall and cannot be told from the deep snow, let the question of which is the flower be put to spring itself.
- Commentary
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Book Two Spring Poems II 107
Headnote: as in the preceding poem, topic unknown.
From here the poems turn to falling blossom. This one imagines a moment when fallen cherry and snow can no longer be told apart, and hands the judgement to spring. The headnote carries over from the poem before.
Ise served the imperial consort Onshi under Emperor Uda. In Book One she is the poet of the sixty-fifth poem; Nakatsukasa of the thirty-ninth was her daughter.
The time is when the cherries fall; the place is a mountain.
The occasion of composition is not recorded.
The prefix on the word for snow in the second line marks it as deep-lying. Fallen petals and lying snow are set together on the ground.
The verb in the third line means to be mixed in and become indistinguishable, and the conditional form means: if that should happen. The supposition is made before it has.
The fourth line asks which is the flower, the phrasing of Morozane's hundred and second poem; there it was cloud and blossom, here snow and blossom. The subject of telling one from the other, running through Book One, continues into Book Two.
The final particle expresses a wish directed at another: let the question be asked of spring. Making the season itself the judge is the poem's device, handing to the party concerned a decision that people cannot make.
- Author
- Ise
- Source
- Shin Kokin Wakashu
- Other
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- I have always known the grief of never having my fill of blossom but nothing has been like this like this evening of today
- Sleep would not come sound and I could not rest at all for on a spring night there was nothing in my dreams but the flowers falling down
- Though it is a thing belonging to my own house the cherry blossom when it falls I find I have no power at all to stop it
- Where the haze is up on the hills at spring, is it that the cherry falls before we have had our fill that the warbler is crying