Sei Shonagon
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Lists and poems generated by a https://nearley.js.org/ grammar, inspired by The Pillow Book of Sei Shonagon, and incompetently coded by @irapley
A sandal should be large
So should a plate
The glimpse of a sparrow in the seventh month
A goose
#Japan
So should a plate
The glimpse of a sparrow in the seventh month
A goose
#Japan
February 18, 2026 at 8:59 AM
A sandal should be large
So should a plate
The glimpse of a sparrow in the seventh month
A goose
#Japan
So should a plate
The glimpse of a sparrow in the seventh month
A goose
#Japan
The empress held a poetry contest. Her poem was a great succes:
If I had not come to this place
When should I have heard
the ring of the temple bell at Osaka gate
If I had not come to this place
When should I have heard
the ring of the temple bell at Osaka gate
February 18, 2026 at 2:31 AM
The empress held a poetry contest. Her poem was a great succes:
If I had not come to this place
When should I have heard
the ring of the temple bell at Osaka gate
If I had not come to this place
When should I have heard
the ring of the temple bell at Osaka gate
I stayed for a while at another villa. When I left, I wrote my hosts the following lines:
Had I not stayed awake this night
When should I have heard
the ring of the temple bell at Yodo
Had I not stayed awake this night
When should I have heard
the ring of the temple bell at Yodo
February 17, 2026 at 8:31 PM
I stayed for a while at another villa. When I left, I wrote my hosts the following lines:
Had I not stayed awake this night
When should I have heard
the ring of the temple bell at Yodo
Had I not stayed awake this night
When should I have heard
the ring of the temple bell at Yodo
We travelled from the capital. As we stopped to rest, we wrote poems:
When I woke, Owari bay came into view,
how can you be so cold?
When I woke, Owari bay came into view,
how can you be so cold?
February 17, 2026 at 2:31 PM
We travelled from the capital. As we stopped to rest, we wrote poems:
When I woke, Owari bay came into view,
how can you be so cold?
When I woke, Owari bay came into view,
how can you be so cold?
One morning, after my lover left, he sent me a letter wrapped with fresh grasses. It read:
Had I not travelled to see you
I surely would never have heard
the noise of the swell that batters the shore in spring
Had I not travelled to see you
I surely would never have heard
the noise of the swell that batters the shore in spring
February 17, 2026 at 8:31 AM
One morning, after my lover left, he sent me a letter wrapped with fresh grasses. It read:
Had I not travelled to see you
I surely would never have heard
the noise of the swell that batters the shore in spring
Had I not travelled to see you
I surely would never have heard
the noise of the swell that batters the shore in spring
One morning, after Yasunari left, he sent me a letter wrapped with fresh grasses. I replied:
The smoke that drifted in the wind has vanished in the sky,
dawn still will not come,
my heart is as a monk working at dawn
The smoke that drifted in the wind has vanished in the sky,
dawn still will not come,
my heart is as a monk working at dawn
February 17, 2026 at 2:20 AM
One morning, after Yasunari left, he sent me a letter wrapped with fresh grasses. I replied:
The smoke that drifted in the wind has vanished in the sky,
dawn still will not come,
my heart is as a monk working at dawn
The smoke that drifted in the wind has vanished in the sky,
dawn still will not come,
my heart is as a monk working at dawn
Things That Are Rare
The glimpse of a flute
One day when I was in Ise and I saw mist in the the village
A iris
#JAPAN
The glimpse of a flute
One day when I was in Ise and I saw mist in the the village
A iris
#JAPAN
February 16, 2026 at 8:20 PM
Things That Are Rare
The glimpse of a flute
One day when I was in Ise and I saw mist in the the village
A iris
#JAPAN
The glimpse of a flute
One day when I was in Ise and I saw mist in the the village
A iris
#JAPAN
The empress held a poetry contest. My entry caused a great stir:
If I had not come to this place
When should I have heard
the sound of the water
If I had not come to this place
When should I have heard
the sound of the water
February 16, 2026 at 2:20 PM
The empress held a poetry contest. My entry caused a great stir:
If I had not come to this place
When should I have heard
the sound of the water
If I had not come to this place
When should I have heard
the sound of the water
The empress held a poetry contest. Her poem was a great succes:
As I like awake, I watched the clouds above the forest in spring,
how can you be so cold?
As I like awake, I watched the clouds above the forest in spring,
how can you be so cold?
February 16, 2026 at 8:20 AM
The empress held a poetry contest. Her poem was a great succes:
As I like awake, I watched the clouds above the forest in spring,
how can you be so cold?
As I like awake, I watched the clouds above the forest in spring,
how can you be so cold?
Poetic Things
A envelope
The rustle of a hat
Back when I was travelling and I saw cranes flying over the valley
#JAPAN
A envelope
The rustle of a hat
Back when I was travelling and I saw cranes flying over the valley
#JAPAN
February 16, 2026 at 2:01 AM
Poetic Things
A envelope
The rustle of a hat
Back when I was travelling and I saw cranes flying over the valley
#JAPAN
A envelope
The rustle of a hat
Back when I was travelling and I saw cranes flying over the valley
#JAPAN
A boar should be large
So should a cock
A tanka
The rustle of a hat in the tenth month
#Poetry
So should a cock
A tanka
The rustle of a hat in the tenth month
#Poetry
February 15, 2026 at 8:01 PM
A boar should be large
So should a cock
A tanka
The rustle of a hat in the tenth month
#Poetry
So should a cock
A tanka
The rustle of a hat in the tenth month
#Poetry
The empress held a poetry contest. Her poem was a great succes:
Had I not stayed awake this night
When should I have seen
a gingko tree in the afternoon
Had I not stayed awake this night
When should I have seen
a gingko tree in the afternoon
February 15, 2026 at 2:01 PM
The empress held a poetry contest. Her poem was a great succes:
Had I not stayed awake this night
When should I have seen
a gingko tree in the afternoon
Had I not stayed awake this night
When should I have seen
a gingko tree in the afternoon
A monkey should be new
So should a fresh grass in a blue vase
The sight of a cuckoo in the sixth month in the winter mist
The rustle of a Chinese gown in the second month
#Literature
So should a fresh grass in a blue vase
The sight of a cuckoo in the sixth month in the winter mist
The rustle of a Chinese gown in the second month
#Literature
February 15, 2026 at 8:01 AM
A monkey should be new
So should a fresh grass in a blue vase
The sight of a cuckoo in the sixth month in the winter mist
The rustle of a Chinese gown in the second month
#Literature
So should a fresh grass in a blue vase
The sight of a cuckoo in the sixth month in the winter mist
The rustle of a Chinese gown in the second month
#Literature
I stayed for a while at another villa. When I left, I wrote my hosts the following lines:
Though our time was so brief, how sad it is,
my empty bed is as the fields of Owari plains
Though our time was so brief, how sad it is,
my empty bed is as the fields of Owari plains
February 15, 2026 at 1:19 AM
I stayed for a while at another villa. When I left, I wrote my hosts the following lines:
Though our time was so brief, how sad it is,
my empty bed is as the fields of Owari plains
Though our time was so brief, how sad it is,
my empty bed is as the fields of Owari plains
One morning, after my lover left, he sent me a letter on Chinese paper It read:
As I like awake, I caughtthe sound of the cuckoo in the morning,
how can you be so cold?
As I like awake, I caughtthe sound of the cuckoo in the morning,
how can you be so cold?
February 14, 2026 at 7:19 PM
One morning, after my lover left, he sent me a letter on Chinese paper It read:
As I like awake, I caughtthe sound of the cuckoo in the morning,
how can you be so cold?
As I like awake, I caughtthe sound of the cuckoo in the morning,
how can you be so cold?
We travelled from the palace. As we stopped to rest, we wrote poems:
Had I not stopped to rest
I surely would never have seen
a goat in Sugamo shrine
Had I not stopped to rest
I surely would never have seen
a goat in Sugamo shrine
February 14, 2026 at 1:19 PM
We travelled from the palace. As we stopped to rest, we wrote poems:
Had I not stopped to rest
I surely would never have seen
a goat in Sugamo shrine
Had I not stopped to rest
I surely would never have seen
a goat in Sugamo shrine
Things That Are Unsuitable
A rose
The rustle of a Korean gown in the tenth month
A cuckoo
#JAPAN
A rose
The rustle of a Korean gown in the tenth month
A cuckoo
#JAPAN
February 14, 2026 at 7:19 AM
Things That Are Unsuitable
A rose
The rustle of a Korean gown in the tenth month
A cuckoo
#JAPAN
A rose
The rustle of a Korean gown in the tenth month
A cuckoo
#JAPAN
The empress held a poetry contest. My entry caused a great stir:
If I had slept this night
I surely would never have heard
the ring of the temple bell at Ise
If I had slept this night
I surely would never have heard
the ring of the temple bell at Ise
February 14, 2026 at 12:33 AM
The empress held a poetry contest. My entry caused a great stir:
If I had slept this night
I surely would never have heard
the ring of the temple bell at Ise
If I had slept this night
I surely would never have heard
the ring of the temple bell at Ise
A fog should be old
So should a tanka
A priest's girl
The song of a nightingale
#Poetry
So should a tanka
A priest's girl
The song of a nightingale
#Poetry
February 13, 2026 at 6:33 PM
A fog should be old
So should a tanka
A priest's girl
The song of a nightingale
#Poetry
So should a tanka
A priest's girl
The song of a nightingale
#Poetry
A bronze envelope should be plump
So should a governor of the hills
The sight of a shaminsen in the spring
A lotus
#Japan
So should a governor of the hills
The sight of a shaminsen in the spring
A lotus
#Japan
February 13, 2026 at 12:33 PM
A bronze envelope should be plump
So should a governor of the hills
The sight of a shaminsen in the spring
A lotus
#Japan
So should a governor of the hills
The sight of a shaminsen in the spring
A lotus
#Japan
One morning, after my lover left, he sent me a letter wrapped with fresh grasses. It read:
As the stars rose, I watched the water of Osaka,
we must part
As the stars rose, I watched the water of Osaka,
we must part
February 13, 2026 at 6:33 AM
One morning, after my lover left, he sent me a letter wrapped with fresh grasses. It read:
As the stars rose, I watched the water of Osaka,
we must part
As the stars rose, I watched the water of Osaka,
we must part
Things That Are Touching
The glimpse of a scroll in the sixth month
The glimpse of a lover's tall lover in the summer
A salmon
#JAPAN
The glimpse of a scroll in the sixth month
The glimpse of a lover's tall lover in the summer
A salmon
#JAPAN
February 12, 2026 at 11:35 PM
Things That Are Touching
The glimpse of a scroll in the sixth month
The glimpse of a lover's tall lover in the summer
A salmon
#JAPAN
The glimpse of a scroll in the sixth month
The glimpse of a lover's tall lover in the summer
A salmon
#JAPAN
Things That Are Memorable
A carp
A letter
The rustle of a Korean gown
#JAPAN
A carp
A letter
The rustle of a Korean gown
#JAPAN
February 12, 2026 at 5:09 PM
Things That Are Memorable
A carp
A letter
The rustle of a Korean gown
#JAPAN
A carp
A letter
The rustle of a Korean gown
#JAPAN
The empress held a poetry contest. My entry caused a great stir:
Though I lie awake thinking of you, my pillow lies cold,
the lonesome night is as the pheasants of old
Though I lie awake thinking of you, my pillow lies cold,
the lonesome night is as the pheasants of old
February 12, 2026 at 11:09 AM
The empress held a poetry contest. My entry caused a great stir:
Though I lie awake thinking of you, my pillow lies cold,
the lonesome night is as the pheasants of old
Though I lie awake thinking of you, my pillow lies cold,
the lonesome night is as the pheasants of old
One morning, after Yasunari left, he sent me a letter bound with rough cord It read:
My brushstrokes is frozen stiff,
the lonesome night is as a deer in the Western Gate
My brushstrokes is frozen stiff,
the lonesome night is as a deer in the Western Gate
February 12, 2026 at 5:09 AM
One morning, after Yasunari left, he sent me a letter bound with rough cord It read:
My brushstrokes is frozen stiff,
the lonesome night is as a deer in the Western Gate
My brushstrokes is frozen stiff,
the lonesome night is as a deer in the Western Gate