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KYS I: 48

Composed on being told of someone being delayed by the blossom in the mountains.

斧の柯は木のもとにてや朽ちなまし春を限らぬ桜なりせば

wono no e Fa
ko no moto nite ya
kutinamasi
Faru o kagiranu
sakura nariseba
Would his axe handle
Beneath the trees
Rot away, I wonder,
Were in seasons other than spring
The cherries to bloom?

Ōnakatomi no Kin’naga (1071-1138)
大中臣公長

Love III: 25

Left (Win).
末までといひしばかりに浅茅原宿も我名も朽や果てなん

sue made to
iishi bakari ni
asajibara
yado mo wa ga na mo
kuchi ya hatenan
‘Until the very end,’
You simply said, but
A field of cogon grass
Surrounds my house; my name, too,
Will it wither away…?

A Servant Girl
769

Right.
斧の柄も年経る程は知る物をなど我恋の朽つる世もなき

ono no e mo
toshi heru hodo wa
shiru mono o
nado wa ga koi no
kutsuru yo mo naki
Even my axe handle,
Endures through the passing years,
I know it, but
Why is it that this love
Does not rot from this world?

Jakuren
770

Neither poem has any errors.

In judgement: ‘My house; my name, too’ (yado mo wa ga na mo) sounds better than ‘Why is it that this love’ (nado wa ga koi). The Left wins.

Spring III: 6

Left (Tie).

斧の柄をかくてや人はくたしけん山路おぼゆる春の空かな

ono no e o
kakute ya hito wa
kutashiken
yamaji oboyuru
haru no sora kana
‘His axe haft:
Is this how he
Let it rot away?’
I wonder on the mountain paths
Under the springtime skies.

Lord Kanemune.

131

Right (Tie).

春の日は灘の塩屋のあま人もいとまありてやくらしわぶらん

haru no hi wa
nada no shioya no
amabito mo
itoma arite ya
kurashiwaburan
In the springtime sun
At Nada, the salt-making
Fisher-folk, too,
Have time to spare, and
Live with it heavy on their hands…

Ietaka.

132

Both teams say they can find nothing to criticise in the other’s poem.

Shunzei agrees, saying, ‘You gentlemen have already stated that there is no reason to fault either poem. The round must be a tie.’

KKS XVIII: 991

Sent to someone whom he used to visit often to play go when he was in Tsukushi, after his return to the capital.

ふるさとは見しごともあらずをののえのくちし所ぞこひしかりける

Furusato Fa
misi goto mo arazu
wono no e no
kutisi tokoro zo
koFisikarikeru
The old place
Is not as I remember;
My axe handle
Rotted
in the place
Where I long to be.

Ki no Tomonori
紀友則