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Round Eleven

Left (Both Judges – Tie)

こけのむす岩ねに残る八重ぎくはや千代さくとも君ぞみるべき

koke no musu
iwane ni nokoru
yaegiku wa
yachiyo saku tomo
kimi zo mirubeki
Choked with moss are
The crags where linger
Eightfold chrysanthemums:
E’en were they eight thousand ages a’bloom
My Lord would have beheld them, no doubt!

Lady Shinano
45

Right

霜がれに我ひとりとや白菊の色をかへても人にみすらん

shimogare ni
ware hitori to ya
shiragiku no
iro o kaetemo
hito ni misuran
‘Burned by frost
‘Tis me alone!’ thinks
A white chrysanthemum,
Changing hue
To show to folk, for sure.

Lord Tokimasa
46

Toshiyori states: I wonder if there is a poem as precedent for chrysanthemums lingering beneath moss-covered crags? If not, it’s a very crude expression. The ending of the poem is antiquated, too. As for the second poem ‘“Tis me alone!” thinks’ does not sound satisfactory. The assembled company settled the matter of the final ‘folk’, so I must make this a tie.

Mototoshi states: whether they are placed by a brushwood fence, or at the base of a crag, chrysanthemums feel like pines. As for the Right, having a chrysanthemum seem to think ‘‘tis me alone’ is speculative—had it been something like ‘this bloom opens’ then it would have been the poet’s thoughts. Neither of these is of quality to win or lose, so I make them a tie.

SCSS XII: 772

Composed as a love poem for a hundred poem sequence at the residence of the Gokyōgoku Regent.

世とともにかわくまもなきわがそでやしほひもわかぬ浪のした草

yo to tomo ni
kawaku ma mo naki
wa ga sode ya
shiohi mo wakanu
nami no shitagusa
With the passing time,
Not a moment dry
Are my sleeves;
Low tide does not reveal
The seaweed beneath the waves…

Lord Fujiwara no Takanobu
藤原隆信朝臣

This poem is included in Roppyakuban uta’awase (1024).

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Round Ten

Left

植ゑしその心も置かぬ白菊はあだなる霜に移ひにけり

ueshi sono
kokoro mo okanu
shiragiku wa
adanaru shimo ni
utsuroinikeri
I planted them, yet
Unconcerned are
The white chrysanthemums,
For with the faithless frost
Have they faded.

Lord Munekuni
43

Right (Both Judges – Win)

菊のはな夜のまに色やかはれると霜を払ひて今朝みつるかな

kiku no hana
yo no ma ni iro ya
kawareru to
shimo o haraite
kesa mitsuru kana
The chrysanthemum blooms
Within the space of but one night their hue
Will change, I thought, so
Brushing away the frost
Will I gaze on them this morn!

Lord Kanemasa

44

Toshiyori states: the first poem uses ‘unconcerned’, doesn’t it. The second poem’s sequencing is undesirable, yet ‘brushing away the frost’ sounds like that really is the case. It seems superior.

Mototoshi states: one has to ask what on earth a chrysanthemum might be concerned about! As for the Right, ‘Within the space of but one night their hue’ is vague, I think, but ‘brushing away the frost and gazing’ is certainly charming—it is still lodged within my aged heart.