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      and yellow leaves when autumn came,

      shikitae no sode tazusawari

      and holding her hand beneath quilted sleeves

      kagami nasu miredo mo akazu

      he never tired to see her, radiant like a mirror,68

      mochizuki no iya mezurashimi

      and sometimes with her lord, who thought

      omohoshishi kimi to tokidoki

      she was fairer than the full moon,

      idemashite asobitamaishi

      she would go out on pleasure visits

      mike mukau Kinoe no miya oto

      to Kinoe palace, where feasts were held,69

      tokomiya to sadametamaite

      but now she makes that her eternal palace

      ajisawau mekoto mo taenu

      and her words and eyes are no more.

      shikare kamo aya ni kanashimi

      And that is why, in his terrible sadness,

      nuedori no katakoizuma

      like the tiger thrush longing for its mate,

      asadori no kayowasu kimi ga

      her lord goes to visit her with the morning birds,

      natsukusa no omoishinaete

      wilting in sorrow like the summer grass,

      yūtsuzu no kayuki kakuyuki

      going back and forth like the evening star,

      ōbune no tayutau mireba

      and as we see him reel like a great ship,

      nagusamoru kokoro mo arazu

      we have no way to give him solace

      soko yue ni semu sube shire ya

      and do not know what we can do

      oto nomi mo na nomi taezu

      but let the sound of her name extend

      ametsuchi no iya tōnagaku

      as far and as long as heaven and earth

      shinoi ikamu mina ni kakaseru

      and let us mourn by that which shares her name,

      Asukagawa yorozu yo made ni

      the Asuka River, and for a myriad ages

      hashikiyashi waga ōkimi no

      may we remember our great and beloved lady

      katami ni koko o

      here by her memento.

      tanka nishū

      Two Short Poems

      Asukagawa shigarami watashi

      If we had placed branches to stop its flow,

      sekamaseba nagaruru mizu mo

      across the Asuka River,

      nodo ni ka aramashi

      the running waters would have become still.

      Asukagawa asu dani mimu to

      River of Tomorrow, and though tomorrow

      omoe ya mo

      we will not see her

      waga ōkimi no mina wasuresenu

      we will not forget our great lady’s name. [Introductions and translations by Torquil Duthie]

      THIRD PERIOD

      The third period, beginning with the capital’s move to Nara in 710 and ending with Yamanoue no Okura’s death in 733, is when the majority of the poems of the Man’yōshū were composed. It includes the reigns of Genmei (707–715), Genshō (715–723), and Shōmu (724–749). With the establishment of a Chinese-style legal (ritsuryō) state, poetic circles appeared in the provinces, formed by middle-rank courtiers who were sent out from the capital as provincial governors. The most notable example of this was the poetic circle at Dazaifu (in Kyushu) headed by Ōtomo no Tabito and Yamanoue no Okura. Volume 5 of the Man’yōshū is devoted entirely to the poetry of Dazaifu and is thought to have been compiled by Okura and Tabito.

      YAMABE NO AKAHITO

      Yamabe no Akahito was active between 724 and 736, but his exact dates are unknown. Like Hitomaro, there are no references to him except in the prose headnotes to his poems, and for this reason he is thought to have been of low rank. The date of his earliest poem in the Man’yōshū, on Mount Fuji (translated here), is usually estimated to have been between 720 and 724, and the date of his last poem is 736. Akahito is thought to have been at the forefront of a revival of court poetry during Shōmu’s reign. One of Akahito’s signature characteristics is his description of landscape. For this reason, it is often said that Hitomaro was a poet of sound and Akahito was a poet of images.

      On Looking at Mount Fuji

      The following poem is the first mention of Mount Fuji in the Man’yōshū. The poem opens by announcing Mount Fuji’s mythical origins in language that is reminiscent of the opening phrases of the Kojiki. Then the mountain’s power is described in both spatial terms and temporal terms. The poem closes with an exhortation to transmit the glory of Mount Fuji to future generations.

      3:317–318

      A poem by Yamabe no Akahito on looking at Mount Fuji, with one envoy.

      ametsuchi no

      Since the heavens

      wakareshi toki yu

      and earth were parted,

      kamu sabite

      it has stood, godlike,

      takaku tōtoki

      lofty and noble,

      Suruga naru

      the high peak of Fuji

      Fuji no takane o

      in Suruga;

      ama no hara

      when I look up to see it

      furisake mireba

      in heaven’s high plain,

      wataru hi no

      hidden is the light

      kage mo kakurai

      of the sky-crossing sun,

      teru tsuki no

      invisible the glow

      hikari mo miezu

      of the shining moon;

      shirakumo mo

      even the white clouds

      iyuki habakari

      fear to move over it,

      tokijiku so

      and for all time

      yuki wa furikeru

      the snows are falling;

      kataritsugi

      let us tell about it,

      iitsugi yukamu

      and pass on the word

      Fuji no takane wa

      of Fuji’s high peak.

      hanka

      Envoy

      Tago no ura yu

      Going out on Tago Bay,

      uchiidete mireba

      when I look

      mashiro ni so

      it is pure white;

      Fuji no takane ni

      on the high peak of Fuji

      yuki wa furikeru

      snow is falling.

      [Introduction by Torquil Duthie and translation by Anne Commons]

      YAMANOUE NO OKURA

      Perhaps because of his low rank, nothing is known about the first half of Yamanoue no Okura’s life (660?–733?). In 701, however, at the age of forty-two, he was selected to go on an embassy to the Tang court in China, where he spent seven years. In 721 he was appointed as one of Emperor Shōmu’s tutors, and in 726 (at the age of sixty-seven), probably as a reward for a lifetime of service to the court, he was appointed governor of Chikuzen, in northern Tsukushi (present-day Kyushu), where he organized a poetic circle with the Dazaifu commander, Ōtomo no Tabito, another major Man’yōshū poet. Volume 5 of the Man’yōshū, which is thought to have been compiled by Okura, is dedicated to the poetry of this circle in Tsukushi. Okura is one of the Man’yōshū’s most idiosyncratic poets. He took almost all the topics of his poems from Chinese texts, and many of his poems include long prefaces in Chinese. His poetry has a strong philosophical content (Buddhist, Confucianist, Daoist), and his choice of themes, such as old age or love for one’s children, was often unusual.

      Dialogue with the Impoverished

      Okura’s “Dialogue with the Impoverished” is perhaps his best known poem and clearly shows his unique place in the Man’yōshū. The structure of the poem is unconventional, with two chōka in the form of a dialogue, capped by a hanka (envoy).

      Although the theme of poverty also is found in Chinese poetry composed in Japan, its use in a Japanese poem was unique to Okura. The poem has long been interpreted as a dialogue between a poor man and an even poorer man. But the first speaker may not be truly poor but merely frustrated in his ambition for higher rank and glory, looking at poverty as an outsider, as someone who feels he has had a taste of suffering. T
    he second chōka begins with “Heaven and earth.”

      5:892–893

      Dialogue with the Impoverished, with a short poem.

      kaze majiri

      On nights the wind

      ame furu yo no

      mingles with the falling rain,

      ame majiri

      nights the rain

      yuki furu yo wa

      mingles with the falling snow,

      sube mo naku

      nothing can be done

      samuku shiareba

      against the bitter cold,

      katashio o

      and so I nibble

      toritsuzu shiroi

      a lump of rock salt

      kasuyuzake

      and sip the lees

      uchisusuroite

      of saké in hot water,

      shiwabukai

      clear my throat,

      hana bishi bishi ni

      sniff, sniff back my running nose,

      shika to aranu

      and stroke my whiskers,

      hige kakinadete

      barely even a beard,

      are o okite

      as I say with pride,

      hito wa araji to

      “Aside from me alone,

      hokoroedo

      no man is worthy,” and yet

      samuku shiareba

      against the bitter cold

      asabusama

      I pull my hempen

      hikikagafuri

      quilt tight around me

      nuno kataginu

      and pile on

      ari no kotogoto

      every single cloth vest

      kisoedomo

      that I own, but still

      samuki yo sura o

      the night is cold as ever.

      ware yori mo

      And what of those

      mazushiki hito no

      less fortunate than I?

      chichi haha wa

      Your father and mother

      uekoyuramu

      must be starving in the cold.

      mekodomo wa

      Your wife and children

      kou kou naku ramu

      must be crying out “food, food.”

      kono toki wa

      At times like these,

      ika ni shitsutsu ka

      how do you ever manage

      na ga yo wa wataru

      to make your way through life?

      ametsuchi wa

      Heaven and earth

      hiroshi to iedo

      are said to be so vast,

      a ga tame wa

      but for me

      saku ya narinuru

      have they constricted so?

      hitsuki wa

      The sun and moon

      akashi to iedo

      are said to be so bright,

      a ga tame wa

      but for me

      teri ya tamawanu

      do they fail to shine?

      hito mina ka

      Are all men thus,

      a nōmi ya shikaru

      or is it only so for me?

      wakuraba ni

      Lucky to be born

      hito to wa aru o

      in the world of men, and yet …

      hitonami ni

      I work and toil

      are mo tsukuru o

      as all men do, and yet …

      wata mo naki

      my cloth vest,

      nuno kataginu no

      without even any padding,

      miru no goto

      dangles off my body

      wawake sagareru

      like tattered strands of seaweed,

      kakafu nōmi

      scraps of cloth

      kata ni uchikake

      wrapped around my shoulders.

      fuseio no

      In my crumbling

      mageio no uchi ni

      broken down little hut,

      hita tsuchi ni

      I spread out straw

      wara toki shikite

      for bedding on the bare earth.

      chichi haha wa

      Father and mother

      makura no kata ni

      are there beside my pillow,

      mekodomo wa

      wife and children

      ato no kata ni

      are there at my feet,

      kakumi ite

      all huddled together

      re e samayoi

      whimpering with grief.

      kamado ni wa

      In the stove,

      hoke fukitatezu

      there is no sign of flame.

      koshiki ni wa

      In the pot,

      kumo no su kakite

      a spider has spun its web.

      iikashiku

      We have forgotten even

      koto mo wasurete

      what it is to cook rice,

      nuedori no

      and our helpless cries

      nodoyoi oru ni

      are weak as the voice of thrushes.

      itonokite

      Then, worse yet,

      mijikaki mono o

      “trimming the ends of a thing

      hashi kiru to

      already too short,”

      ieru ga gotoku

      as the saying goes,

      shimoto toru

      there comes the voice

      sato osa ga koe wa

      of the headman with his whip,

      neyado made

      reaching into my bedroom

      kitachi yobainu

      to call me out to him.

      kaku bakari

      Is this all?

      subenaki mono ka

      Is this helplessness all there is

      yo no naka no michi

      of our path through this life?

      hanka

      Envoy

      yo no naka o

      We may believe

      ushi to yasashi to

      that grief and shame are all

      omoedomo

      there is of the world,

      tobitachikanetsu

      but because we are not birds

      tori ni shi araneba

      we cannot simply fly away.

      Presented with deep humility by Yamanoue no Okura.

      On Thinking of Children

      “On Thinking of Children” is the second of three poems presented together by Okura in the Kama district of Chikuzen in 728. Okura begins the preface with two passages from Buddhist scripture. The first passage emphasizes the unconditional love of Shakyamuni for all living creatures by comparing it with his love for Rahula, the son born to him before he renounced all worldly attachments. Okura, however, interprets this as an expression of Shakyamuni’s personal love for his child. In the second quotation, “love” refers to desire as a worldly attachment. If there is no greater love than that for one’s child, then that love is the greatest obstacle to achieving enlightenment.

      5:802–803

      On Thinking of Children (with preface).

      Shakyamuni, the Thus-Come Buddha, with his golden mouth preached, “I care for all living creatures as for my son Rahula.” He also preached, “Of love, none surpasses that for one’s child.” If even the wisest of holy sages had a heart filled with love for his child, who among us mere mortal beings70 could not help but love his child?

      uri hameba

      Eating melons,

      kodomo omōyu

      I remember my children.

      kuri hameba

      Eating chestnuts,

      mashite shinowayu

      I miss them all the more.

      izuku yori

      From what source

      kitarishi mono zo

      do these visions come to me?

      manakai ni

      Before my eyes

      motona kakarite

      they uselessly taunt me,

      yasui shi isanu

      not letting me sleep in peace.

      hanka

      Envoy

      shirogane mo

      Not silver,

      kugane mo tama mo

      or gold, or precious jewels,

      nani semu ni

      could ever match

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    sp; masareru takara

      the far greater treasure

      ko ni shikame ya mo

      that is one’s own child.

      Poem on Departing a Banquet

      3:337

      Poem by Yamanoue no Okura on Departing a Banquet.

      Okurara wa

      And now Okura

      ima wa makaramu

      really must be departing.

      ko nakuramu

     


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