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正岡子規俳句集 Shiki haikushu: Janine Beichman's translations of selected haiku and tanka of Masaoka Shiki
正岡バイチマン子規ジャニーン Masaoka Beichman Shiki Janine
16.1
minazuki no
kokū ni suzushi
hototogisu
16.1
In the coolness
of the empty sixth-month sky...
the cuckoo's cry.
48.1
ki o tsumite
yo no akeyasuki
komado kana
48.1
the tree cut,
dawn breaks early
at my little window
49.1
hitoezutsu
hitoezutsu chire
yaezakura
49.1
scatter layer
by layer, eight-layered
cherry blossoms!
49.2
meigetsu no
deru ya yurameku
hanasusuki
49.2
at the full moon's
rising, the silver-plumed
reeds tremble
50.1
chiru hana ni
motsururu tori no
tsubasa kana
50.1
entangled with
the scattering cherry blossoms—
the wings of birds!
50.2
mugi maki ya
tabane agetaru
kuwa no eda
50.2
wheat sowing—
the mulberry trees
lift bunched branches
50.3
matsu sugi ya
kareno no naka no
Fudōdō
50.3
pine and cypress:
in a withered field,
a shrine to Fudō
51.1
suzushisa ya
kami to hotoke no
tonaridoshi
51.1
in the coolness
gods and Buddhas
dwell as neighbors
51.2
mihotoke ni
shirimuke oreba
tsuki suzushi
51.2
I turn my back
on Buddha and face
the cool moon
51.3
mioroseba
tsuki ni suzushi ya
yonsenken
51.3
looking down I see,
cool in the moonlight,
4000 houses
52.1
tsuki suzushi
kawazu no koe no
wakiagaru
52.1
the moon is cool—
frogs' croaking
wells up
52.2
suzushisa ya
taki hotobashiru
ie no ai
52.2
coolness—
a mountain stream splashes out
between houses
52.3
harukaze ni
o o hirogetaru
kujaku kana
52.3
fanning out its tail
in the spring breeze,
see—a peacock!
53.1
kaki kueba
kane ga narunari
Hōryūji
53.1
I bite into a persimmon
and a bell resounds—
Hōryūji
57.1
ine no hana
Dōkanyama no
hiyori kana
57.1
rice flowers—
fair weather on
Dōkanyama
57.2
ine karu ya
yakiba no kemuri
tatanu hi ni
57.2
rice reaping—
no smoke rising from
the cremation ground today
63.1
furuniwa ya
tsuki ni tanpo no
yu o kobosu
63.1
old garden—she empties
a hot-water bottle
under the moon
64.1
"teizen"
keitō no
jūshigohon mo
arinubeshi
64.1
"Before the Garden"
cockscombs...
must be 14,
or 15
65.1
ikutabi mo
yuki no fukasa o
tazunekeri
65.1
again and again
I ask how high
the snow is
65.2
yuki furu yo
shōji no ana o
mite areba
65.2
snow's falling!
I see it through a hole
in the shutter...
66.1
yuki no ie ni
nete iru to omou
bakari ni te
66.1
all I can think of
is being sick in bed
and snowbound...
66.2
shōji ake yo
Ueno no yuki o
hitome min
66.2
open the shutter!
I'll just have a look
at Ueno's snow!
69.1
harusame ya
kasa sashite miru
ezōshiya
69.1
spring rain:
browsing under an umbrella
at the picture-book store
69.2
e no mi chiru
konogoro utoshi
tonari no ko
69.2
the nettle nuts are falling...
the little girls next door
don't visit me these days
70.1
shigururu ya
konnyaku hiete
heso no ue
70.1
it's drizzling...
devil's tongue, cold on
my belly button
70.2
hige soru ya
Ueno no kane no
kasumu hi ni
70.2
getting a shave!
on a day when Ueno's bell
is blurred by haze...
71.1
"Gabyō Jūnen"
kubi agete
oriori miru ya
niwa no hagi
71.1
"Sick in Bed Ten Years"
lifting my head,
I look now and then—
the garden clover
72.1
yomei
ikubaku ka aru
yo mijikashi
72.1
how much longer
is my life?
a brief night...
83.1
こころみに君の御歌を吟ずれば堪へずや鬼の泣く聲聞ゆ
83.1
kokoromi ni
kimi no miuta o
ginzureba
taezu ya oni no
naku koe kikoyu
83.1
I tried to speak your poems
but I could not!
The weeping of the gods
fell upon my ears.
84.1
とばり垂れて君いまだ覺めずくれなゐの牡丹の花に朝日さすなり
84.1
tobari tarete
kimi imada samezu
kurenai no
botan no hana ni
asahi sasu nari
84.1
curtains drawn,
the emperor's love
still lies abed—
on crimson peonies,
the morning sun shines
84.2
Yōkihi no
neokigao naru
botan kana
84.2
the peony seems
to think itself Yōkihi
as she awakes
85.1
ensaki ni
tama maku bashō
tama tokete
goshaku no midori
chōzubachi o ōu
85.1
the plaintain at the veranda's edge
unfolds its coiled leaves,
its jewels,
and veils the water basin
in five feet of green
87.1
病中對鏡
昔見し面影もあらずおとろへて鏡の人のほろほろと泣く
87.1
"Byōchū Taikyō"
mukashi mishi
omokage mo arazu
otoroete
kagami no hito no
horohoro to naku
87.1
"Invalid Facing Mirror"
The man
I used to meet in the mirror
is no more.
Now I see a wasted face.
It dribbles tears.
88.1
"Kinshū Jūgunchū Saku"
haru samumi
hoko o makura ni
neru yowa o
kori no imōto zo
yume ni mietsuru
88.1
"In China with the Army"
In the spring chill,
as I slept with sword by pillow,
deep at night
my little sister came to me
in dreams from home.
88.2
里を見て歸りし夜半の枕上菜の花咲く野目に見ゆるかも
88.2
sato o mite
kaerishi yowa no
makuragami
na no hana saku no
me ni miyuru kamo
88.2
saw the country
and returned—now deep at night
I lie in bed and
fields of mustard flowers
bloom before my eyes
88.3
うれしくも登りし不盡の頂に足わなゝきて夢さめんとす
88.3
ureshikumo
noborishi Fuji no
itadaki ni
ashi wananakite
yume samen to su
88.3
happily
I climbed Mt. Fuji and
as my legs trembled
on its peak
awoke
89.1
うたゝ寐のうたゝ苦しき夢さめて汗ふき居れば薔薇の花散る
89.1
utatane no
utata kurushiki
yume samete
ase fuki oreba
bara no hana chiru
89.1
wakened by pain
from a dream of pain
I wipe the sweat
and rose petals
scatter
89.2
hitooke no
mizu uchiyameba
horohoro to
tsuyu no tama chiru
akikusa no hana
89.2
the bucket's water
poured out and gone,
drop by drop
dew drips like pearls
from the autumn flowers
91.1
久方のアメリカ人のはじめにしベールボールは見れど飽かぬかも
91.1
hisakata no
Amerikabito no
hajime ni shi
bēsubōru wa
miredo akanu kamo
91.1
far away
under the skies of America
they began
baseball—ah,
I could watch it forever!
92.1
上野山夕越え來れば森暗みけだもの吠ゆるけだものの園
92.1
Ueno yama
yū koekureba
mori kurami
kedamono hoyuru
kedamono no sono
92.1
as evening comes across
Ueno Hill
the woods grow dark and
wild beasts howl in
the wild beast garden
93.1
松の葉の細き葉毎におく露の千露もゆらに玉もこぼれず
93.1
matsu no ha no
hosoki hagoto ni
oku tsuyu no
chitsuyu mo yura ni
tama mo koborezu
93.1
on the pine needles,
each of the slender needles,
a dewdrop rests—
a thousand pearls lie
quivering, yet never fall
93.2
松の葉の葉さきを細み置く露のたまりもあへず白玉散るも
93.2
matsu no ha no
hasaki o hosomi
oku tsuyu no
tamari mo aezu
shiratama chiru mo
93.2
the tips of the pine
needles, so thin...
no sooner
does the dew collect
than white pearls scatter
93.3
松の葉の葉毎にむすぶ白露のおきてはこぼれこぼれてはおく
93.3
matsu no ha no
ha goto ni musubu
shiratsuyu no
okite wa kobore
koborete wa oku
93.3
to every needle
of the needled pine it clings—
the pearl white dew,
forming but to scatter,
scattering but to form
94.1
冬ごもる病の床のガラス戸の曇りぬぐへば足袋干せる見ゆ
94.1
fuyugomoru
yamai no toko no
garasudo no
kumori nugueba
tabi hoseru miyu
94.1
huddled up for winter
upon a bed of pain
I wipe the window
clear of frost and see
tabi, hung out for drying
96.1
五月七日(體温三十八度五分)
はしきやし少女に似たるくれなゐのボタンの蔭にうつうつ眠る
96.1
"Gogatsu nanuka (taion sanjūhachido gobu)"
hashikiyashi
otome ni nitaru
kurenai no
botan no kage ni
utsuutsu nemuru
96.1
"May 7 (temperature 38.5°)"
how like a lovely
young girl it is,
this peony of scarlet red
whose shadow shades
my fitful dreaming
97.1
fuji no hana
nagōshite ame
furan to su
97.1
wisteria plumes
sweep the earth, and soon
the rains will fall
97.2
kuroki made ni
murasaki fukaki
budō kana
97.2
purple unto
blackness:
grapes!
98.1
くれなゐの二尺伸びたる薔薇の芽の針やはらかに春雨のふる
98.1
kurenai no
nishaku nobitaru
bara no me no
hari yawaraka ni
harusame no furu
98.1
two feet tall,
the crimson-budded roses,
their young thorns
tender in
the soft spring rain
98.2
病み臥せるわが枕邊に運びくる鉢の牡丹の花ゆれやまず
98.2
yami fuseru
waga makurabe ni
hakobikuru
hachi no botan no
hana yure yamazu
98.2
to where I lie,
sick upon my bed,
they brought for me
these potted peonies...
their petals' trembling never ends
99.1
byōshō no
ware ni tsuyu chiru
omoi ari
99.1
I thought I felt
a dewdrop on me
as I lay in bed
99.2
病む我をなぐさめがほに開きたる牡丹の花を見れば悲しも
99.2
yamu ware o
nagusamegao ni
hirakitaru
botan no hana o
mireba kanashi mo
99.2
as if to cheer me
on my bed of pain,
the peony spreads
its petals wide and
seeing this I grieve
99.3
まくらべに友なき時は鉢植の梅に向ひてひとり伏し居り
99.3
makurabe ni
tomonaki toki wa
hachiue no
ume ni mukaite
hitori fushi ori
99.3
when to my pillow
no friend comes
I lie alone,
turned to face
the potted plum
100.1
kōbai no
chirinu sabishiki
makura moto
100.1
crimson plum blossoms
scattered over the loneliness
of the bed...
100.2
kōbai no
rakka o tsumamu
tatami kana
100.2
fallen petals of
the crimson plum I pluck
from the tatami
100.3
瓶にさす藤の花房みじかければたたみの上にとどかざりけり
100.3
kame ni sasu
fuji no hanabusa
mijikakereba
tatami no ue ni
todokazarikeri
100.3
wisteria
in the vase
so short
it doesn't touch
the floor
101.1
佐保神の別れかなしも來ん春にふたたび逢はんわれならなくに
101.1
Saogami no
wakare kanashi mo
kon haru ni
futatabi awan
ware naranaku ni
101.1
ah, sad to part
from Lady Sao...
in the spring to come
it will not be me
who meets her again
101.2
いちはつの花咲きいでて我目には今年ばかりの春行かんとす
101.2
ichihatsu no
hana saki-idete
waga me ni wa
kotoshi bakari no
haru yukan to su
101.2
the wall iris
opens its buds:
before my eyes
the last spring
begins to fade
102.1
夕顏の棚つくらんと思へども秋待ちがてぬ我いのちかも
102.1
yūgao no
tana tsukuran to
omoedomo
aki machigatenu
waga inochi kamo
102.1
I dream of making
a trellis for moonflowers
to climb,
but oh my life, that will not
bear the wait till autumn!
102.2
hechima saite
tan no tsumarishi
hotoke kana
102.2
the gourd flowers bloom,
but look—here lies
a phlegm-stuffed Buddha!
103.1
tan itto
hechima no mizu mo
ma ni awazu
103.1
a quart of phlegm—
even gourd water
couldn't mop it up
103.2
ototoi no
hechima no mizu mo
torazariki
103.2
they didn't gather
gourd water
day before yesterday either
113.1
gotegote to
kusabana ueshi
koniwa kana
113.1
a jumble of
flowers planted—
see, the little garden!
117.1
瓶にさす藤の花ぶさ一ふさはかさねし書の上に垂れたり
117.1
kame ni sasu
fuji no hanabusa
hitofusa wa
kasaneshi fumi no
ue ni taretari
117.1
wisteria
in the vase—
one plume hangs down,
brushing
a pile of books
117.2
藤なみの花をし見れば奈良のみかど京のみかどの昔こひしも
117.2
fuji nami no
hana o shi mireba
Nara no mikado
Kyō no mikado no
mukashi koishi mo
117.2
I see the wisteria
that moves like waves
and longings rise
for Nara and Kyoto,
the ancient courtly days
117.3
藤なみの花をし見れば紫の繪の具取り出で寫さんと思ふ
117.3
fuji nami no
hana o shi mireba
murasaki no
e no gu tori-ide
utsusan to omou
117.3
I see the wisteria
that moves like waves
and think to take up
the purple paint
and sketch its likeness
117.4
藤なみの花のむらさき繪にかかばこき紫にかくべかりけり
117.4
fuji nami no
hana no murasaki
e ni kakeba
koki murasaki ni
kakubekarikeri
117.4
the purple of the wisteria
that moves like waves,
if made into a painting,
would have to be
a deep, deep purple
118.1
kame ni sasu
fuji no hanabusa
hana tarete
yamai no toko ni
haru kuren to su
118.1
wisteria
in the vase
trails its plumes—
at my sickbed, spring is
drawing to its close
118.2
去年の春龜戸に藤を見しことを今藤を見て思ひ出でつも
118.2
kozo no haru
Kamedo ni fuji o
mishi koto o
ima fuji o mite
omoi idetsumo
118.2
last spring
I saw wisteria
at Kamedo—seeing
the wisteria now
brings it to mind
118.3
くれなゐの牡丹の花にさきだちて藤の紫咲きいでにけり
118.3
kurenai no
botan no hana ni
sakidachite
fuji no murasaki
saki-ide ni keri
118.3
showing the way
to the crimson peonies,
the purple of
the wisteria
has come into bloom
118.4
kono fuji wa
hayaku sakitari
Kameido no
fuji sakamaku wa
tōka mari nochi
118.4
these wisteria
have bloomed early...
the blossoming of
those at Kameido will be
more than ten days later
118.5
八入折の酒にひたせばしをれたる藤なみの花よみがへり咲く
118.5
Yashiōri no
sake ni hitaseba
shioretaru
fuji nami no hana
yomigaeri saku
118.5
if soaked in
Yashiōri wine,
withered
wisteria flowers
will revive and bloom again
134.1
hechima sae
hotoke ni naru zo
okururu na
134.1
hey!—even snake gourds
become Buddhas—
don't get caught behind!
134.2
jōbutsu ya
yūgao no kao
hechima no he
134.2
Buddha-death:
the moonflower's face,
the snake gourd's fart
136.1
byōshō no
saifu mo aki no
nishiki kana
136.1
the wallet
by the bed is my
autumn brocade
136.2
kurimeshi ya
byōnin nagara
ōkurai
136.2
chestnut rice—
though a sick man,
still a glutton
136.3
kaburitsuku
jukushi ya hige o
yogoshikeri
136.3
I sink my teeth
into a ripe persimmon—
it dribbles down my beard
136.4
odoroku ya
yūgao ochishi
yowa no oto
136.4
surprise!
a moonflower fell—
midnight sound
138.1
世の中は常なきものと我愛づる山吹の花散りにけるかも
138.1
yo no naka wa
tsunenaki mono to
waga mezuru
yamabuki no hana
chirinikeru kamo
138.1
thinking how soon
all in this world passes
I loved
the yellow roses
that now have scattered
138.2
別れ行く春のかたみと藤波の花の長ふさ繪にかけるかも
138.2
wakareyuku
haru no katami to
fujinami no
hana no nagafusa
e ni kakeru kamo
138.2
in memory of
the spring now passing
I drew
the long clusters of wisteria
that move like waves
138.3
くれなゐの薔薇ふふみぬ我病いやまさるべき時のしるしに
138.3
kurenai no
ubara fufuminu
waga yamai
iyamasarubeki
toki no shirushi ni
138.3
the crimson roses
have come into bud—
omen of the time
when my illness
will grow worse
139.1
薩摩下駄足にとりはき杖つきて萩の芽摘みし昔おもほゆ
139.1
Satsuma geta
ashi ni torihaki
tsue tsukite
hagi no me tsumishi
mukashi omōyu
139.1
I remember plucking
buds of bush clover
long ago with
Satsuma geta on my feet and
a walking stick in my hand
139.2
wakamatsu no
medachi no midori
nagaki hi wo
yūkata makete
netsu idenikeri
139.2
the green of the young
pine seedlings...
as the long day
succumbs to night
my fever rises
139.3
いたづきの癒ゆる日知らにさ庭べに秋草花の種を蒔かしむ
139.3
itatsuki no
iyuru hi shirani
saniwabe ni
akikusabana no
tane o makashimu
139.3
I do not know the day
my pain will end yet
in the little garden
I had them plant
seeds of autumn flowers
154.1
byōshō ni
higoto mochi kuu
Higan kana
154.1
eating rice cakes everyday
while sick in bed—
that's my Higan!