Round One Hundred and Three

Left

なげきつつひとりぬるよのあくるまはいかに久しき物とかはしる

nagekitsutsu hitori nuru yo no akuru ma wa ika ni hisashiki mono to ka wa shiru

Ever grieving, Sleeping solo all night until The gates of dawn do open: What an eternity that is— I wonder if you know!

The Mother of Lord Michitsuna
205[1]

Right

いくめぐり過行く秋にあひぬらむかはらぬ月の影をながめて

iku meguri sugiyuku aki ni ainuramu kawaranu tsuki no kage o nagamete

How many circuits, Passing through autumn Might I have encountered, The unchanging moon’s Lit face within my gaze?

Kojijū
206[2]

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[1] Shūishū XIV: 912: When the Lay Priest Regent came to call and sent in to say that he was going to go away unhappy, because she had been slow in opening the gate.

[2] Shinchokusenshū V: 294: When the Gokyōgoku Regent ordered her to produce a hundred poem sequence.