Fresh Herbs

Left (Tie)

みわたせばひらのたかねにゆききえてわかなつむべくのはなりにけり

miwataseba hira no takane ni yuki kiete wakana tsumubeku no wa narinikeri

When I gaze across To the high peak of Hira, The snow has vanished, and I might pick fresh herbs From the meadow it has become.

Kanemori
11[i]

Right

はるの野のわかなはきみがためにこそおほくのとしをつまむとはおもへ

haru no no no wakana wa kimi ga tame ni koso ōku no toshi o tsumamu to wa omoe

In the springtime meadows Fresh herbs, for my Lord’s Sake, indeed, In many a year Will I pick, I feel!

12

The Right’s poem was inferior, but tied as it contained an element of Felicitation.

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[i] This poem is included in Shoku gosenshū (I: 34), attributed to Kanemori, with the headnote ‘A poem from the Poetry Match held by the Reikeiden Junior Consort’.