Kakinomoto no Asomi Hitomaro
Kakinomoto no Hitomaro (c. 662 - 710) was a Japanese poet and aristocrat of the late Asuka period. He was the most prominent of the poets included in the Man'yōshū, and was particularly represented in volumes 1 and 2. In Japan, he is considered one of the Thirty-six Poetry Immortals. After the Heian period he was often called "Hito-maru"
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Kakinomoto no Asomi Hitomaro Poems
On the Death of His Wife (I)
By the Karu road, under the mallard’s flyway, my love, my sister, lived in her small town, and deep desire to see her filled my soul. ...
On the sea of the heavens
On the sea of the heavens Waves of cloud arise, The moon-a boat- Amongst a forest of stars
So many times
So many times, 'Won't you come to me?' I wonder, so Your messenger:
On Seeing a Corpse on the Shore
On the sands of Sanuki's shore folk gather fine seaweed, and the eye never wearies of this fair land,
Distant as the heavens
Distant as the heavens, 'long lengthy country roads Filled with feeling have I come
By the sea in Iwami
By the sea in Iwami, On the shore at Tsuno, There is no beach, For folk to see;
On Leaving His Wife in Ihami (I)
On Tsunu's coast close by the waters of Ihami where men say there is no sheltering bay or salty flats that furnish shell fish,
From the heights of Tsuno Mountain
In Iwami, From the heights of Tsuno Mountain, Even through the trees, My waving sleeves,
Eighty warriors, On Uji river, To the fish nets Drifting waves:
As in a clear glass
As in a clear glass I want to see her, I feel; I would meet my darling;
On the Death of His Wife (II)
When we two went along the ways of life together, and hand in hand together gazed upon the elm trees crowding
As Autumn Mountains
As autumn mountains Tinged with scarlet were you, maiden, A pliable bamboo,
From uncountable Otsu.
From uncountable Ôtsu, she came and, On the day I met her, Glanced at her but briefly,
On the sea at Omi
On the sea at Ômi, Plovers fly the waves at dusk And with their cries My mind is turned
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On the Death of His Wife (I)
By the Karu road,
under the mallard’s flyway,
my love, my sister,
lived in her small town,
and deep desire
to see her filled my soul.
But people all around with curious eyes
prevented constant visits,
and few private meetings
were granted us.
Yet I always trusted
the way would be clear,
though endless as the wild vine,
at last to meet my dear,
like a hopeful sailor
trusting on his tall ship.
while our ways of love we still kept secret,
secret as pool ...