Left (Tie)
かけてのみみつつぞしのぶむらさきにいくしほそめしふぢのはなぞも
| kakete nomi mitsutsu zo shinobu murasaki ni iku shiosomeshi fuji no hana zo mo | Hanging there do I Ever gaze with wonder on Their violet hues— How many dippings dyed The wisteria blossom so? |
Mitsune
33
Right
みなそこにしづめるはなのかげみればはるのふかくもなりにけるかな
| minasoko ni shizumeru hana no kage mireba haru no fukaku mo narinikeru kana | When in the water’s depths Sunken blossoms’ Shapes I see, How deep the springtime Has become! |
Korenori
34
Left (Win)
むさしのにいろやかよへるふぢのはなわかむらさきにそめてみゆらむ
| musashino ni iro ya kayoeru fuji no hana wakamurasaki ni somete miyuramu | On Musashi Plain Are their colours blending? The wisteria blossom has The gromwell with violet Dyed, it seems… |
29
Right
あかずしてすぎゆくはるをよぶこどりよびかへしつときてもつげなむ
| akazushite sugiyuku haru o yobukodori yobikaeshitsu to kite mo tsugenamu | Unsated by The passage of spring, The songbird Has called it back—that Is what I would have him announce! |
Okikaze 30
The Day of the Rat (ne no hi 子日)
Left
ほのぼのとみねのひのまづさしつればむすばぬはるのゆきぞとけける
| honobono to mine no hi no mazu sashitsureba musubanu haru no yuki zo tokekeru | Faintly, Upon the peaks the sun first Shines, then Not fully frozen, the spring Snow melts. |
Tsurayuki
1
Right (Win)
かたこひをするがのふじのやまよりもむねのひのまづもえまさるかな
| katakoi o suruga no fuji no yama yori mo mune no hi no mazu moemasaru kana | In love and unrequited, More than Suruga’s Fuji Mountain does The fire in my breast, first Burn all the greater! |
Tomonori
2
A poem from the Poetry Contest held by the Empress Dowager during the Reign of the Kanpyō Emperor.
年をへてもゆてふふじの山よりもあはぬ思ひは我ぞまされる
| toshi o hete moyu chō fuji no yama yori mo awanu omoi wa ware zo masareru | Through all the passing years Burns Fuji; Far more than the mountain, Not meeting you, the flames of passion, Burn brightly in me. |
Anonymous
From a poetry contest at Sadafun’s house.
みねはもえふもとはこほるふじ川のわれもうき世を住みぞわづらふ
| mine Fa moe Fumoto Fa koForu FuzigaFa no ware mo ukiyo wo sumi zo waduraFu | At the peak it burns and At the foot does freeze: The Fuji River, just as I, too, in this cruel world Live and suffer. |
Fukayabu
This is the sole surviving poem from ‘Sadafumi’s Poetry Contest‘.
A party of ladies on their way home from Shiga came into the precincts of the Kazan temple and stood for a while beneath the wisteria; when they had gone, he composed this and sent it to them.
よそに見てかへらん人にふぢの花はひまつはれよ枝はおるとも
| yoso ni mite kaFeran Fito ni Fudi no Fana FaFimatuFare yo eda Fa oru tomo | A casual glance, and Then those girls are gone; O, wisteria blooms, Twine around and hold them here, Though your branches break… |
Archbishop Henjō