冬の夜の長きを送る袖濡れぬ
暁方の四方の嵐に
暁方の四方の嵐に
- Roma-ji
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Fuyu no yo no nagaki o okuru sode nurenu akatsukigata no yomo no arashi ni
- English Translation
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Through the winter night,
seeing its long hours pass,
my sleeves are wet—
in the hour before the dawn
with storm winds on every side
- Meaning
- Passing the long hours of the winter night, my sleeves have grown wet—in the hour before dawn, with storm winds blowing from every side.
- Commentary
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Book Six Winter Poems 614
Headnote: "Among winter poems."
This is the fourth poem of the frost-and-withering sequence. The sleeves of one who has passed the long winter night have grown wet in the hour before dawn, amid storm winds blowing from every side. According to the headnote, it is one of a group of poems composed on winter.
The author, "the Retired Emperor," is Retired Emperor Go-Toba. A son of Emperor Takakura, he governed as retired emperor after abdicating, established the Bureau of Poetry, and commanded the compilation of the Shin Kokin Wakashū.
The scene is the hour before dawn on a winter night, and the place is where storm winds blow from every side.
The direct occasion is not recorded beyond the headnote's "among winter poems."
The first line, "fuyu no yo no," modifies "nagaki," long, in the second line.
The second line, "nagaki o okuru," means "passing the long hours," showing that the speaker has spent the whole length of the winter night.
The third line, "sode nurenu," means "my sleeves have grown wet," with "nu" as a perfective auxiliary. The poem breaks after the third line, in inverted relation to the lower verse.
The fourth line, "akatsukigata no," means "of the hour before dawn."
The last line, "yomo no arashi ni," means "amid the storm winds from every side," revealing at the end the time and circumstance in which the sleeves grew wet. At dawn after a long winter night, the loneliness of hearing storms on every side is shown to wet the sleeves with tears. From the cold of the cranes on a frosty night in the preceding poem, the poem moves to the sleeves of one who has passed a long winter night, and the next poem, 615, also sings of frost in the deep mountains swept by storm.
- Author
- Go-Toba In
- Source
- Shin Kokin Wakashu
- Other
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- The old stalks of reeds that were cut back in summer have withered away; the birds that flocked among them— are they somewhere in the sky?
- Deep into the night even their cries sound cold— the cranes among the reeds: how many layers of frost must be settling on them now?
- The bamboo grass leaves rustle till the deep mountains ring with the sound, and over the frozen frost the storm wind blows
- If you do not come, must I sleep alone tonight, while the bamboo grass rustles through the deep mountains on this night of frost?