月

Gazing far across the plain of heaven — is this the same moon that rose over Mount Mikasa at Kasuga?

Only because you said you would come at once, I waited through the long ninth month until the dawn moon rose.

Looking at the moon, a thousand sorrows crowd in, though the autumn is not mine alone.

At first light I took it for the dawn moon — the white snow that has fallen on the village of Yoshino.

On a summer night dawn breaks while it still feels like evening. In which cloud, then, has the moon taken lodging?

We met again, and before I could tell whether it was really you, you were gone, like the midnight moon behind cloud.

I should have gone to bed without hesitating. Instead the night deepened and I watched the moon until it sank.

If against my will I linger on in this wretched world, I shall surely long for tonight's midnight moon.

Through a break in the clouds trailing on the autumn wind, the moonlight spills out, clear and cold.

I looked toward where the cuckoo had called, and there was nothing but the dawn moon, still hanging.

Is it the moon that tells me to grieve? No. And yet my tears run as though I could blame it.

『源氏物語』の節目に月を置いた

平安の女房で『源氏物語』の作者。世界最初の長編小説と呼ばれることが多い。別れの場面や待つ夜に月を置く。

名に「月」を含む

名に「月」を含む

名に「月」を含む

名に「月」を含む