Thirty-six Poetry Immortals - Thirty-six Female Immortals of Poetry

Thirty-six Female Immortals of Poetry

Nyōbō Sanjūrokkasen (女房三十六歌仙?), composed in the Kamakura period, refers to thirty-six female immortals of poetry:

  1. Ono no Komachi
  2. Ise
  3. Nakatsukasa
  4. Kishi Joō
  5. Ukon
  6. Fujiwara no Michitsuna no Haha
  7. Uma no Naishi
  8. Akazome Emon
  9. Izumi Shikibu
  10. Kodai no Kimi
  11. Murasaki Shikibu
  12. Koshikibu no Naishi
  13. Ise no Taifu
  14. Sei Shōnagon
  15. Daini no Sanmi
  16. Takashina no Kishi
  17. Yūshi Naishinnō-ke no Kii
  18. Sagami
  19. Shikishi Naishinnō
  20. Kunai-kyō
  21. Suō no Naishi
  22. Fujiwara no Toshinari no Musume
  23. Taiken Moin no Horikawa
  24. Gishū Moin no Tango
  25. Kayō Moin no Echizen
  26. Nijō In no Sanuki
  27. Kojijū
  28. Gotoba In no Shimotsuke
  29. Ben no Naiji
  30. Go-Fukakusa In no Shōshōnaishi
  31. Inpu Moin no Taifu
  32. Tsuchimikado In no Kosaishō
  33. Hachijō In no Takakura
  34. Fujiwara no Chikako
  35. Shikiken Moin no Mikushige
  36. Sōheki Moin no Shōshō

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