Round One Hundred and Twenty-Two

Left

八重むぐらしげれるやどのさびしきに人こそとはね秋はきにけり

yaemugura shigereru yado no sabishiki ni hito koso towane aki wa kinikeri

Overlaying creepers Grow thickly on this house, So desolate, Folk nowhere to be seen With the coming of autumn.

243[1]

Right

たかまどののぢのしの原すゑさわぎそそや木がらしけふ吹きぬなり

takamado no noji no shinohara sue sawagi sosoya kogarashi kyō fukinu nari

At Takamado Groves of dwarf bamboo by the roadside Leaf-tips noisly Rustling—O, the cold winter wind Has begun to blow today.

244[2]

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[1] Shūishū III: 140: When people were composing poems on the conception of ‘arriving at a run-down house in autumn’ at the Kawara estate.

[2] Shinkokinshū IV: 373: On the wind across the meadows, for the Poetry Match held at the Residence of the Hosshōji Lay Priest and Former Chancellor and Palace Minister.