五月雨の月はつれなきみ山より
独りも出づる時鳥かな
独りも出づる時鳥かな
- Roma-ji
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Samidare no tsuki wa tsurenaki miyama yori hitori mo izuru hototogisu kana
- English Translation
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In these rains the moon
is indifferent, and out
of the deep mountains
there comes out, all on its own
one cuckoo, and nothing more
- Meaning
- In the long rains the moon takes no notice and will not show; and out of those deep hills comes the cuckoo, alone.
- Commentary
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Book Three Summer Poems 235
Headnote: from the time when he presented a fifty-poem sequence.
Three poems pairing the long rains with the cuckoo follow. In this first, only the bird comes out of the hills the moon will not leave. The headnote assigns it to a fifty-poem sequence.
This is Teika's second appearance in this book, after the two hundred and thirty-second poem.
The time is a night in the season of long rains; the place is the deep hills.
The occasion was the presentation of the fifty poems.
The adjective in the second line means unconcerned, taking no notice, the word used of the dawn moon in Yoshitsune's two hundred and ninth poem. A moon hidden by the long rain is treated as heartless.
The third line means from the deep hills, with an honorific prefix. Moon and bird are set as two things that should come out from there.
The fourth line means singly, on its own: the moon does not come, and the bird does, and the particle carries the sense of even so.
The poem closes on a noun with an exclamatory particle. Chikamune's two hundred and twelfth poem had the unwaited-for moon rise while the awaited bird stayed away; this one reverses that. The same pair is used, with the one that comes and the one that does not exchanged.
- Author
- Fujiwara no Teika
- Source
- Shin Kokin Wakashu
- Other
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- Through the long rain's clouds I watch for a break, and watch and from my window toward the west I go on now waiting for the moon to come
- Where the bead-tree blooms the dew falls from the tree's shade outside of my house and the long rain has cleared off and a wind is going through
- The cuckoo has passed far off beyond the cloudland so it seems, and here my thoughts do not clear at all in the season of long rain
- Through the long rain's clouds the moon is beginning now to break clear, and it had been waiting a short while for that, the cuckoo, and calls