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
Things That Are Shameful
The sound of a poem read by a peasant in the spring
The rustle of a silver veil
A cat
#JAPAN
The sound of a poem read by a peasant in the spring
The rustle of a silver veil
A cat
#JAPAN
February 7, 2026 at 8:28 AM
Things That Are Shameful
The sound of a poem read by a peasant in the spring
The rustle of a silver veil
A cat
#JAPAN
The sound of a poem read by a peasant in the spring
The rustle of a silver veil
A cat
#JAPAN
A snipe should be rare
So should a nightingale
A sutra
A boar
#Poem
So should a nightingale
A sutra
A boar
#Poem
February 7, 2026 at 2:28 AM
A snipe should be rare
So should a nightingale
A sutra
A boar
#Poem
So should a nightingale
A sutra
A boar
#Poem
A gull should be small
So should a single lotus in a blue vase
A envelope
A freshly cut grass in a small vase
#Poem
So should a single lotus in a blue vase
A envelope
A freshly cut grass in a small vase
#Poem
February 6, 2026 at 8:23 PM
A gull should be small
So should a single lotus in a blue vase
A envelope
A freshly cut grass in a small vase
#Poem
So should a single lotus in a blue vase
A envelope
A freshly cut grass in a small vase
#Poem
The empress held a poetry contest. Her poem was a great succes:
Though the days fly by, who will warm my bed,
our love is as the dawn above the forest in the afternoon
Though the days fly by, who will warm my bed,
our love is as the dawn above the forest in the afternoon
February 6, 2026 at 2:23 PM
The empress held a poetry contest. Her poem was a great succes:
Though the days fly by, who will warm my bed,
our love is as the dawn above the forest in the afternoon
Though the days fly by, who will warm my bed,
our love is as the dawn above the forest in the afternoon
The empress held a poetry contest. My entry caused a great stir:
If I had slept this night
When should I have seen
a willow tree in summer
If I had slept this night
When should I have seen
a willow tree in summer
February 6, 2026 at 8:23 AM
The empress held a poetry contest. My entry caused a great stir:
If I had slept this night
When should I have seen
a willow tree in summer
If I had slept this night
When should I have seen
a willow tree in summer
The empress held a poetry contest. My entry caused a great stir:
This morning, I caughtthe call of the crow in autumn,
fishermen dotted amongst the islets carrying us across the sorrow filled sea of life
This morning, I caughtthe call of the crow in autumn,
fishermen dotted amongst the islets carrying us across the sorrow filled sea of life
February 6, 2026 at 2:23 AM
The empress held a poetry contest. My entry caused a great stir:
This morning, I caughtthe call of the crow in autumn,
fishermen dotted amongst the islets carrying us across the sorrow filled sea of life
This morning, I caughtthe call of the crow in autumn,
fishermen dotted amongst the islets carrying us across the sorrow filled sea of life
The empress held a poetry contest. My entry caused a great stir:
Had I not travelled to see you
I surely would never have heard
the sound of the heron in the afternoon
Had I not travelled to see you
I surely would never have heard
the sound of the heron in the afternoon
February 5, 2026 at 7:56 PM
The empress held a poetry contest. My entry caused a great stir:
Had I not travelled to see you
I surely would never have heard
the sound of the heron in the afternoon
Had I not travelled to see you
I surely would never have heard
the sound of the heron in the afternoon
One morning, after my lover left, he sent me a letter on Chinese paper It read:
Had I not stayed awake this night
When should I have seen
a bunch of lotuses
Had I not stayed awake this night
When should I have seen
a bunch of lotuses
February 5, 2026 at 1:56 PM
One morning, after my lover left, he sent me a letter on Chinese paper It read:
Had I not stayed awake this night
When should I have seen
a bunch of lotuses
Had I not stayed awake this night
When should I have seen
a bunch of lotuses
We travelled from the city. As we stopped to rest, we wrote poems:
As I like awake, I watched the moon above the forest in autumn,
how can you be so cold?
As I like awake, I watched the moon above the forest in autumn,
how can you be so cold?
February 5, 2026 at 7:56 AM
We travelled from the city. As we stopped to rest, we wrote poems:
As I like awake, I watched the moon above the forest in autumn,
how can you be so cold?
As I like awake, I watched the moon above the forest in autumn,
how can you be so cold?
One morning, after my lover left, he sent me a letter wrapped with fresh grasses. It read:
The smoke that drifted in the wind has vanished in the sky,
who will warm my bed,
my empty bed is like the woods of Ise
The smoke that drifted in the wind has vanished in the sky,
who will warm my bed,
my empty bed is like the woods of Ise
February 5, 2026 at 1:56 AM
One morning, after my lover left, he sent me a letter wrapped with fresh grasses. It read:
The smoke that drifted in the wind has vanished in the sky,
who will warm my bed,
my empty bed is like the woods of Ise
The smoke that drifted in the wind has vanished in the sky,
who will warm my bed,
my empty bed is like the woods of Ise
We travelled from the palace. As we stopped to rest, we wrote poems:
Though the days fly by, you bid me come,
my cares are as the night above the hills in autumn
Though the days fly by, you bid me come,
my cares are as the night above the hills in autumn
February 4, 2026 at 7:31 PM
We travelled from the palace. As we stopped to rest, we wrote poems:
Though the days fly by, you bid me come,
my cares are as the night above the hills in autumn
Though the days fly by, you bid me come,
my cares are as the night above the hills in autumn
Things That Are Woeful
The call of a heron
The glimpse of a crane in the summer shade
A purple plate
#JAPAN
The call of a heron
The glimpse of a crane in the summer shade
A purple plate
#JAPAN
February 4, 2026 at 1:31 PM
Things That Are Woeful
The call of a heron
The glimpse of a crane in the summer shade
A purple plate
#JAPAN
The call of a heron
The glimpse of a crane in the summer shade
A purple plate
#JAPAN
Things That Are Shocking
One time when the Empress was in mourning and I saw mist in the hills
A singing partridge
In the fifth month when I was travelling and I saw snow falling in the roadway
#JAPAN
One time when the Empress was in mourning and I saw mist in the hills
A singing partridge
In the fifth month when I was travelling and I saw snow falling in the roadway
#JAPAN
February 4, 2026 at 7:31 AM
Things That Are Shocking
One time when the Empress was in mourning and I saw mist in the hills
A singing partridge
In the fifth month when I was travelling and I saw snow falling in the roadway
#JAPAN
One time when the Empress was in mourning and I saw mist in the hills
A singing partridge
In the fifth month when I was travelling and I saw snow falling in the roadway
#JAPAN
Timely Things
The rustle of a red northern shawl
A carp
The sound of a tanka read by a priest in the fifth month
#JAPAN
The rustle of a red northern shawl
A carp
The sound of a tanka read by a priest in the fifth month
#JAPAN
February 4, 2026 at 1:31 AM
Timely Things
The rustle of a red northern shawl
A carp
The sound of a tanka read by a priest in the fifth month
#JAPAN
The rustle of a red northern shawl
A carp
The sound of a tanka read by a priest in the fifth month
#JAPAN
A snow should be rare
So should a patterned scroll
A goose
A tanka
#Japan
So should a patterned scroll
A goose
A tanka
#Japan
February 3, 2026 at 7:27 PM
A snow should be rare
So should a patterned scroll
A goose
A tanka
#Japan
So should a patterned scroll
A goose
A tanka
#Japan
Things That Are Wanton
One day when I was new to the palace and I saw snow falling in the palace gardens
A turtle
The sight of a vase
#JAPAN
One day when I was new to the palace and I saw snow falling in the palace gardens
A turtle
The sight of a vase
#JAPAN
February 3, 2026 at 1:27 PM
Things That Are Wanton
One day when I was new to the palace and I saw snow falling in the palace gardens
A turtle
The sight of a vase
#JAPAN
One day when I was new to the palace and I saw snow falling in the palace gardens
A turtle
The sight of a vase
#JAPAN
One morning, after my lover left, he sent me a letter on Chinese paper I replied:
This morning, I caughtthe song of the cuckoo,
you do not call for me
This morning, I caughtthe song of the cuckoo,
you do not call for me
February 3, 2026 at 7:27 AM
One morning, after my lover left, he sent me a letter on Chinese paper I replied:
This morning, I caughtthe song of the cuckoo,
you do not call for me
This morning, I caughtthe song of the cuckoo,
you do not call for me
We travelled from the palace. As we stopped to rest, we wrote poems:
As I like awake, Osaka barrier temple came into view,
you do not call for me
As I like awake, Osaka barrier temple came into view,
you do not call for me
February 3, 2026 at 1:27 AM
We travelled from the palace. As we stopped to rest, we wrote poems:
As I like awake, Osaka barrier temple came into view,
you do not call for me
As I like awake, Osaka barrier temple came into view,
you do not call for me
The empress held a poetry contest. My entry caused a great stir:
Though I long for you, who will share my bed,
my heart is like a group of divers resting in spring
Though I long for you, who will share my bed,
my heart is like a group of divers resting in spring
February 2, 2026 at 7:00 PM
The empress held a poetry contest. My entry caused a great stir:
Though I long for you, who will share my bed,
my heart is like a group of divers resting in spring
Though I long for you, who will share my bed,
my heart is like a group of divers resting in spring
Things That Are Touching
A lover
The sound of a poem read by a lover in the spring snow
A crane
#JAPAN
A lover
The sound of a poem read by a lover in the spring snow
A crane
#JAPAN
February 2, 2026 at 1:00 PM
Things That Are Touching
A lover
The sound of a poem read by a lover in the spring snow
A crane
#JAPAN
A lover
The sound of a poem read by a lover in the spring snow
A crane
#JAPAN
One morning, after Yasunari left, he sent me a letter bound with rough cord It read:
The smoke that drifted in the wind has vanished in the sky,
how sad it is,
my empty bed is like a farmer at work under the moon in spring
The smoke that drifted in the wind has vanished in the sky,
how sad it is,
my empty bed is like a farmer at work under the moon in spring
February 2, 2026 at 7:00 AM
One morning, after Yasunari left, he sent me a letter bound with rough cord It read:
The smoke that drifted in the wind has vanished in the sky,
how sad it is,
my empty bed is like a farmer at work under the moon in spring
The smoke that drifted in the wind has vanished in the sky,
how sad it is,
my empty bed is like a farmer at work under the moon in spring
We travelled from the city. As we stopped to rest, we wrote poems:
Though I await your call, my pillow lies cold,
my empty bed is like a young monk by night
Though I await your call, my pillow lies cold,
my empty bed is like a young monk by night
February 2, 2026 at 1:00 AM
We travelled from the city. As we stopped to rest, we wrote poems:
Though I await your call, my pillow lies cold,
my empty bed is like a young monk by night
Though I await your call, my pillow lies cold,
my empty bed is like a young monk by night
A fog should be old
So should a single iris in a patterned vase
A reed
The sound of a tanka read by a servant in the spring shade
#Poetry
So should a single iris in a patterned vase
A reed
The sound of a tanka read by a servant in the spring shade
#Poetry
February 1, 2026 at 6:24 PM
A fog should be old
So should a single iris in a patterned vase
A reed
The sound of a tanka read by a servant in the spring shade
#Poetry
So should a single iris in a patterned vase
A reed
The sound of a tanka read by a servant in the spring shade
#Poetry
A snow should be new
So should a grass
A grass
A grass
#Poem
So should a grass
A grass
A grass
#Poem
February 1, 2026 at 12:24 PM
A snow should be new
So should a grass
A grass
A grass
#Poem
So should a grass
A grass
A grass
#Poem
Memorable Things
Back when a certain gentleman sent me a poem and my sister person read it
The sound of a poem read by a friend
The rustle of a bronze gown in the autumn sun
#JAPAN
Back when a certain gentleman sent me a poem and my sister person read it
The sound of a poem read by a friend
The rustle of a bronze gown in the autumn sun
#JAPAN
February 1, 2026 at 6:24 AM
Memorable Things
Back when a certain gentleman sent me a poem and my sister person read it
The sound of a poem read by a friend
The rustle of a bronze gown in the autumn sun
#JAPAN
Back when a certain gentleman sent me a poem and my sister person read it
The sound of a poem read by a friend
The rustle of a bronze gown in the autumn sun
#JAPAN