Kokinshu #336
Thursday, 22 November 2012 09:08 Written on plum blossoms amid the snow.
And yet if the scent
of the plums mingles into
the settling snow,
who could possibly pick out
and pluck only the flowers?
ume no ka no
furiokeru yuki ni
magaiseba
tare ka kotogoto
wakite oramashi
---L.
And yet if the scent
of the plums mingles into
the settling snow,
who could possibly pick out
and pluck only the flowers?
—7 November 2012
Original by Ki no Tsurayuki. If this wasn't written as a direct response to #335, it must have been to another, similar sentiment. Some cliches deserve skewering.ume no ka no
furiokeru yuki ni
magaiseba
tare ka kotogoto
wakite oramashi
---L.