The Priestess of Ise 伊勢の斎宮
9th century · Ise, Heian Japan · At dawn on the day he left, never having met her again, a sake dish was sent out from her side with only the first half of a poem written on it
Since ours was a bond so shallow that one could wade across and not be wet
かち人の渡れど濡れぬえにしあればTales of Ise, episode 69
More from The Priestess of Ise · #love
In the same thread
The Priestess of Ise 伊勢の斎宮
9th century · Ise, Heian Japan · The morning after she had gone by night to the man, who had come as an imperial huntsman, and returned: a poem sent with no other word
Did you come to me, or did I go to you? I cannot tell. Was it a dream or was it real? Was I asleep or awake?
君や来しわれや行きけむ思ほえず夢かうつつか寝てか覚めてかTales of Ise, episode 69
Ariwara no Narihira 在原業平
9th century · Heian Japan · The answering poem the man made, weeping bitterly
I too went astray in the darkness of a heart gone black. Whether it was dream or real, decide tonight.
かきくらす心のやみに惑ひにき夢うつつとは今宵定めよTales of Ise, episode 69
Ariwara no Narihira 在原業平
9th century · Heian Japan · He wrote the second half on the same dish, with charcoal from a pine torch
I shall cross the Barrier of Meeting, Osaka, once more.
また逢坂の関は越えなむTales of Ise, episode 69
1 in 100 Billion · The social network of those who came before us