Left (Win)
斧の柄を何かあやしと思けんしばしの恋も袖は朽ちけり

ono no e o nani ka ayashi to omoiken shibashi no koi mo sode wa kuchikeri

An axe haft – What is there strange in that I wonder? For with this brief love My sleeves have rotted…

Kenshō
1183

Right
あさましや心をしほる山人も身におふ程の歎きをぞこる

asamashi ya kokoro o shioru yamabito mo mi ni ou hodo no nageki o zo koru

How surprising! Heartbroken A woodcutter, too, Is burdened by The tree of grief he fells…

Lord Takanobu
1184

Left and Right together state: we find no faults to mention.

In judgement: For the Left, I wonder how long a ‘brief love’ (shibashi no koi) lasts? For one’s sleeves to have rotted, surely a certain amount of time must have passed, but in configuration the poem is certainly elegant. The Right’s woodcutter (yamabito) sounds like he is saying rather too much about himself. The Left should win.