夕されば荻の葉むけを吹く風に
ことぞともなく涙落ちけり
ことぞともなく涙落ちけり
- Roma-ji
-
Yū sareba ogi no hamuke o fuku kaze ni koto zo to mo naku namida ochikeri
- English Translation
-
When the evening comes
in the wind that blows across
the set of the reeds
for no reason I can name
the tears have begun to fall
- Meaning
- When evening comes, in the wind that blows across the leaning reeds, my tears fall for no reason I can give.
- Commentary
-
Book Four Autumn Poems I 304
Headnote: as in the preceding poem, topic unknown.
The second poem on the wind in the reeds. The previous poem foresaw waking at night; here the tears come already at dusk. The original gives no fresh headnote.
The poet, known by his office, is Fujiwara no Sanesada; this is his second appearance in this book, after the two hundred and eighty-eighth poem.
The time is an evening in early autumn; no place is given.
The occasion of composition is not recorded.
The first line of the text does not agree with the phonetic line given beside it; the reading of the text itself is followed here.
The verb in the first line means for a time to come round, so that the phrase means when evening comes. It is the construction noted at the eighth poem of Book One for the arrival of spring.
The word in the second line means the way the leaves are turned, used in Sutoku's two hundred and eighty-sixth poem, so that the two share it.
The particle in the third line marks cause.
The fourth line means without any reason one could name, so that the cause of the tears cannot be fixed. It is the idea of Saigyo's two hundred and ninety-ninth poem, that the wind makes a heart even in the unfeeling; there it was stated as a general truth and here as something happening to the speaker.
An exclamatory auxiliary at the close gives the tone of noticing that the tears had already fallen.
- Author
- Fujiwara no Sanesada
- Source
- Shin Kokin Wakashu
- Other
-
- But for a village below Tatsuta's hillside where the morning mist rises, who would ever know that the autumn had arrived
- At evening the sound of the wind through the reed beds grows louder, and now how am I to be woken out of sleep, and by what else
- Was there some promise between them, that the reed leaf should have come to be the one the wind of autumn first calls upon, as a wife
- Autumn has come, and the wind that blows in the pines has told me so too and it is not always by the upper leaves of the reeds