when I breathe in the scent
of the mandarin orange blossoms
that await the fifth month,
I recall the fragrance of the sleeves
of one I loved long ago
五月待つ 花橘 香をかげば
昔の人の 袖の香ぞする
-Anonymous. Kokin Wakashū (古今集), Summer 139.
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