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Kokinshu #416
Friday, 5 July 2013 07:07 Written on the road when traveling to Kai Province.
With the nights so cold,
I brushed off the early frosts
over and over
before lying down again
upon my grass pillow.
yo o samumi
oku hatsushimo o
haraitsutsu
kusa no makura ni
amatatabi nenu
---L.
With the nights so cold,
I brushed off the early frosts
over and over
before lying down again
upon my grass pillow.
—27 June 2013
Original by Ôshikôchi no Mitsune. Kai is modern Yamanashi Prefecture, and Mitsune was appointed a minor provincial official there in 894. Despite it being literally the "first" frost, implying one especially restless night, the construction of the rest of the poem suggests this happened over several nights. Of all the poems in this book, this is most like those of later travel poets focused on the isolation of life on the road.yo o samumi
oku hatsushimo o
haraitsutsu
kusa no makura ni
amatatabi nenu
---L.