When I had gone to a place called the Kawara Mansion with friends to view the plum blossom, and there was no plum blossom there, only the distant sight of cherry.
春霞たちななよりそうすくこき錦とみゆる山のさくらに
harugasumi tachi na na yori so usu koki nishiki to miyuru yama no sakura ni
O, haze of spring, Arise not and cover not, Either thick or thin, The seeming brocade of Cherry o’er the mountains…
[i] This poem is not included the extant texts of the match, but from its headnote must have been composed for it and been subsequently lost among with the others.