Original
ふるさとのかすがののべのくさもきもはるにふたたびあふことしかな
| furusato no kasuga no nobe no kusa mo ki mo haru ni futatabi au kotoshi kana | At the ancient capital Upon Kasuga’s plain, Grasses and trees, both, Springtime have twice Met this year! [1] |
Mitsune
34
Left (Win)
はるながらまたはるにあふかすがのにおひぬくさきはねたくやあるらん
| haru nagara mata haru ni au kasugano ni oinu kusaki wa netaku ya aruran | ‘Tis spring, but That springtime once more has come To Kasuga Plain, Won’t the grasses and trees growing there Be envied, indeed? |
35
Right
ゆきかへるみちのやどりかかすがののくさきにはなのたびかさぬらむ
| yukikaeru michi no yadori ka kasugano no kusaki ni hana no tabikasanuramu | Is it that arriving and departing, The lodging on spring’s path lies On Kasuga Plain, so On the grasses and trees, blossom Appears time and time again? |
36
[1] This poem occurs in Mitsune-shū (322) with the same headnote as for poem (22), above. It was also included in Shinsenzaishū (X: 980), with the headnote, ‘Composed in place of the Governor of Yamato in Engi 21, on the day when the Kyōgoku Lady of the Bedchamber visited the shrine at Kasuga.’
Original
きみしなほかくしかよはばいそのかみふるきみやこもふりじとぞおもふ
| kimi shi nao kaku shi kayowaba isonokami furuki miyako mo furiji to zo omou | O, my Lady, Should you thus ever visit Isonokami, where at Furu, the ancient capital, too, Never stales, I feel![1] |
Mitsune
22
Left (Win)
かよふともしられじものをふるさとはかすがのやまのふもとならねば
| kayou tomo shirareji mono o furusato wa kasuga no yama no fumoto naraneba | To ever visit there is something Folk might not know, for The ancient capital Among Kasuga Mountain’s Foothills does not lie… |
23
Right
はるごとにきてはみるともいそのかみふりにしさとのなにはかはらじ
| haru goto ni kite wa miru tomo isonokami furinishi sato no nani wa kawaraji | Every single spring I come to gaze, yet At Isonokami, Furu’s ancient capital Does nothing ever change? |
24
[1] A variant of this poem occurs in Mitsune’s personal collection: When the Priestly Emperor’s Rokujō Lady of the Bedchamber visited Kasuga, I met and conversed with Lord Tadafusa, the Governor of Yamato, and he mentioned that he had been asked to compose eight quality poems in the name of his province, so I sent him two of my own. The date was the 7th day of the Third Month, Engi 21 [17.4.921]. きくになほかくしかよはばいそのかみふるきみやこもふりしとぞおもふ kiku ni nao / kaku shi kayowaba / isonokami / furuki Miyako mo / furishi to zo omou ‘O, I hear that / Should you ever thus visit / Isonokami, where at / Furu, the ancient capital, too, / Has grown old, I feel.’(Mitsune-shū 323)
Original
うぐひすのなきつるなへにかすがののけふのみゆきをはなとこそみれ
| uguisu no nakitsuru nae ni kasugano no kyō no miyuki o hana to koso mire | While the warbler Sings on Kasuga Plain Today, accompanying the progress, snow As blossom does appear.[1] |
16
Left (Win)
いまはしもはなとぞいはむかすがののはるのみゆきをなにとかは見む
| ima wa shimo hana to zo iwamu kasugano no haru no miyuki o nani to ka wa mimu | Now, of all, The blossom, I would describe, On Kasuga Plain, as Springtime progress snow— What else can I say? |
17
Right
ふるさとにゆきまじりたるはなと見ばわれにおくるなのべのうぐひす
| furusato ni yukimajiritaru hana to miba ware ni okuru na nobe no uguisu | Around the ancient capital Have I gone amidst the snow— If as blossom I did see it, then, O, don’t send me off, Warbler upon the plain! |
18
[1] SIS 1044 attributed to Fujiwara no Tadafusa ‘Headnote ‘Among the many poems presented by provincial officials, when the Kyōgoku Lady of the Bedchamber visited Kasuga.’
Original
ふるさとにさくとわびつるさくらばなことしぞきみに見えぬべらなる
| furusato ni saku to wabitsuru sakurabana kotoshi zo kimi ni mienuberanaru | In the ancient capital In lonely sadness bloom The cherry blossoms, that This year, my Lady Has been able to behold. [1] |
13
Left
ふるさととおもひなわびそさくらばなほかのいろにもおとらざりけり
| furusato to omoi na wabi so sakurabana hoka no iro ni mo otorazarikeri | That ‘tis an ancient place Think not so sadly! For the cherry blossoms To any other hues Are not inferior at all! |
14
Right (Win)
見そめずもあらましものをふるさとのはなにこころのうつりぬるかな
| misomezu mo aramashi mono o furusato no hana ni kokoro no utsurinuru kana | They would not first catch they eye One would have thought, but The ancient capital’s Blossoms in the heart Do linger! [2] |
15
[1] SIS XVI: 1045 Headnote ‘Among the many poems presented by provincial officials, when the Kyōgoku Lady of the Bedchamber visited Kasuga.’
[2] Variants of this poem attributed to Ise, appear in both Ise-shū みそめずもあらましものをからころもたつなのみしてきるよなきかな misomezu mo / aramashi mono o / karakoromo / tatsu na nomi shite / kiru yo naki kana ‘It would not first catch the eye / One would have thought, but / A Cathay robe / Is singly remarkable in name / Though it is worn on nights not a one!’(230) and Shokugoshūishū みそめずはあらましものを山ふかみ花に心のとまりぬるかな misomezu wa / aramashi mono o / yama fukami / hana ni kokoro no / tomarinuru kana ‘They would not first catch the eye / One would have thought, but / Deep within the mountains / The blossoms in the heart / Have halted!’(II: 99)
Round Seven
Left (Win)
萩がはな分けゆく程は古郷へかへらぬ人もにしきをぞきる
| hagi ga hana wakeyuku hodo wa furusato e kaeranu hito mo nishiki o zo kiru | When through the bush-clover blooms He forges his way, To his ancient home Never to return—that man, too, Wears a fine brocade! |
Minamoto no Arifusa, Minor Captain in the Inner Palace Guards, Right Division
13
Right
声たてて鳴くむしよりも女郎花いはぬ色こそ身にはしみけれ
| koe tatete naku mushi yori mo ominaeshi iwanu iro koso mi ni wa shimikere | They lift their songs in Plaintive cries, but far more than the insects ‘Tis the maidenflower’s Wordless hue that truly Pierce my soul! |
Junior Assistant Minister of Central Affairs Sadanaga
14
The Left is well-composed, but what is the Right’s ‘wordless hue’? Are we supposed to imagine that the expression means ‘silent yellow’? This is difficult to grasp, isn’t it. Whatever way you look at it, the Left seems to win.
Orange blossom at an ancient estate.
いにしへをしのぶとなしにふる里のゆふべの雨ににほふたち花
| inishie o shinobu to nashi ni furusato no yūbe no ame ni niou tachibana | Bygone days I do not recall, but At an ancient estate In the evening rain Comes the scent of orange blossom.[i] |
[i] This poem functions as a reply to: Topic unknown. さつきまつ花橘のかをかげば昔の人の袖のかぞする satsuki matsu / hana tachibana no / ka o kageba / mukashi no hito no / sode no ka zo suru ‘Awaiting the Fifth Month / The orange blossoms’ / Scent fills the air, and / Folk from long ago / With their perfumed sleeves come back to me.’ Anonymous (KKS III: 139).
