Round Sixteen

Left

荻のはは暮行く風に音すなり我がまつ人のかからましかば

ogi no ha wa kureyuku kaze ni otosu nari wa ga matsu hito no kakaramashikaba

The cogon grass fronds With the falling twilight breezes Sound out, though Were it the man I’m waiting for It would be better…

Major Controller of the Left Tametaka
31

Right

逢ふことはかた野にしげる荻の葉の音をばたつな秋ははつとも

au koto wa katano ni shigeru ogi no ha no oto oba tatsu na aki wa hatsu tomo

Our meeting, so hard: On the hillside thickly growing, O, cogon grass fronds Do not make a sound! For with autumn’s end I have had enough, yet..

Horikawa, Court Lady to Her Highness
32

I feel that the emotions encompassed by the sound of the wind in ‘Were it the man I’m waiting for / It would be better’ sounded more striking than ‘On the hillside thickly growing, / O, cogon grass fronds’.