Japanese

This luscious pattern of intertwining chrysanthemums and morning glories combines two motifs that each have a long tradition of poetic association.

wa ga yado no
kiku no kakine ni
oku shimo no
kiekaerite zo
koishikarikeru

My yearning is such
that I may perish of it,
melting like hoarfrost
on chrysanthemum hedges
in the garden at my house.

Ki no Tomonori, Kokin Wakashu, no 564. Translation by Helen Craig McCullough, Kokin Wakashu (Stanford: Stanford University Press, 1985) p. 128.

This poem uses the word for morning glory (kenigoshi) hidden within the verse:

uchitsuke ni
koshi to ya hana no
iro o mimu
oku shiratsuyu no
somuru bakari o

Shall we hastily
gaze at the blossoms' color
and pronounce it deep?
They are, after all, but dyed
by clustering white dewdrops.

Yatabe Nazane, Kokin Wakashu, no 444. Translation by Helen Craig McCullough, Kokin Wakashu (Stanford: Stanford University Press, 1985) p. 106.