A selection of love poems from the Manyoshu
Just one look at her and I drown in emotions like waves of wisteria overwhelming, impossible to bear * |
The sound of the bamboo screen fills my heart with expectation...is that you? Alas, it is but the autumn wind playing tricks on my mind |
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My beloved wife has lost her way the mountain path strewn heavily with autumn leaves I try in vain to find her but alas I cannot find the way * |
The deer who cries out each night Kogura mountain is silent tonight Maybe he sleeps early, his longing fulfilled |
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Each time I take the snow which has fallen on the plum blossoms is melts away Oh how I long to show it to you! |
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Even for two it is an arduous journey How will you fare alone crossing the autumn mountains ? * |
I care not comb my dishevelled hair for their still lies my lover's touch from where I lay pillowed in his arms |
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I will keep waiting for you even until my long thick black hair turns white from the frost |
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Like the red lilly spider blossoms blazing by the wayside our love has been revealed for all to see * |
I have thought with such longing for you Is that why my eyebrows crescent like a three day old moon now itch in anticipation of you coming? |
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I think of you lovingly as I gaze into the hydrangeas Live many long years my beloved like the splendor of these blossoms |
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The cuckoo's call from the lush treetops of the summer mountains echoes across time |
My heart is lifted with joy remembering the shining camellias of the spring fields in Kose |
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Oh plover your cry over the evening waves of Omi overwhelms my heart with memories of days long gone |
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Will the cherry blossoms scatter in this moment knowing that like our love the loveliness of the blossoms has also reached their peak * |
To have endured such long seperation! Stay with me yet my love until the moonlight fades into the deepness of the night |
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Like the moonlight streaming over the Hatsuse mountains our souls too are transient journeying through eternity * |
Still far away I remember your presence with the sweet fragrance of the plum blossoms intoxicating my heart |
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I gaze afar with an expectant heart to where my beloved wife dwells Alas the towering mountains shield her from my view Oh how far I have travelled from my beloved Yamato * |
Oh to bear such feelings of anguish I too want to vanish like the dew on the pampas grass |
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