The Monk Saigyo (Saigyo Poems)
Should I blame the moonFor bringing forth this sadness,As if it pictured grief?Lifting up my troubled face,I regard it through ...
Saigyo Poems (18 Poems)
Thought I was free (Saigyo Poems)
Thought I was freeof passion, so this melancholycomes as surprise:a woodcock shoots up from the marshwhere autumn's twilight falls.(Saigyo)
Having Seen Them Long (Saigyo Poems)
Having seen them long,I hold the flowers so dearThat when they scatterI find it all the more sadTo bid them ...
Not Stopping To Mark The Trail (Saigyo Poems)
Not stopping to mark the trail,let me push even deeperinto the mountain!Perhaps there's a placewhere bad news can never reach ...
As banked clouds (Saigyo Poems)
As banked cloudsare swept apart by the wind,at dawn the sudden cryof the first wild geesewinging across the mountains.(Saigyo)
unbroken gloom. (Saigyo Poems)
times when unbrokengloom is over all our worldover which stillsits the ever brilliant moonsight of it casts me down more(Saigyo)
O, how sad (Saigyo Poems)
O, how sad!Why of visitorsShould there be not one?In melancholy, where I dwellThe wind comes upon the bush-clover leaves.(Saigyo)
He made no promise (Saigyo Poems)
He made no promise, yetWondering if he'll come, I wait,In the early evening;If only it would stay this way,Remaining light.(Saigyo)
How wonderful (Saigyo Poems)
How wonderful, thatHer heartShould show me kindness;And of all the numberless folk,Grief should not touch me.(Saigyo)
In a mountain village (Saigyo Poems)
In a mountain villageat autumn's end-that's where you learnwhat sadness meansin the blast of the wintry wind.(Saigyo)
Having drifted apart (Saigyo Poems)
Having drifted apart,Why should folkDespise each other? ForNot known and unknowingTimes there were once before.(Saigyo)
Why Should I Be Bitter (Saigyo Poems)
Why should I be bitterAbout someone who wasA complete strangerUntil a certain momentIn a day that has passed.(Saigyo)
limitations gone (Saigyo Poems)
limitations gonesince my mind fixed on the moonclarity and serenitymake something for whichthere's no end in sight(Saigyo)
Well do I know myself (Saigyo Poems)
Well do I know myself, soYour coldnessI did not think to blame, yetMy bitterness hasSoaked my sleeves, it seems(Saigyo)
Winds Of Autumn (Saigyo Poems)
Even in a personmost times indifferentto things around himthey waken feelingsthe first winds of autumn(Saigyo)
Sunk in melancholy (Saigyo Poems)
Sunk in melancholy, andGazingUpon the moon: its hue:Why is it so deeplyStained with sadness, I wonder(Saigyo)
There’s not a trace of cloud (Saigyo Poems)
There's not a trace of cloudNow-and sheIs in my thoughts;The moon and my heartSeem to waver.(Saigyo)
Now I understand! (Saigyo Poems)
Now I understand!When to remember meShe vowed,She said she would forget me,But kindly!(Saigyo)