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Entō ōn’uta’awase 31

Round Thirty-One

Left

露すがる庭の萩原色付きぬいかなる人の思ひそむらん

tsuyu sugaru
niwa no hagiwara
irozukinu
ika naru hito no
omoisomuran
All clung with dew,
The bush clover grove in the grounds
Has taken on such hues, that
I wonder who it is
Might have just fallen into passion’s flames?

Chikanari
61

Right (Win)

おく露は秋のならひの萩が枝にあまるや雁の涙なるらん

oku tsuyu wa
aki no narai no
hagi ga e ni
amaru ya kari no
namida naruran
Dewdrops falling is
Autumn’s custom for
The bush clover branches, but
Added to them are the goose
Tears, perhaps?[1]

Ie’kiyo
62

The Left’s poem has a person’s feelings being dyed by the bush-clover, but I cannot think why this should be?  The Right’s poem seems particularly pleasant. Thus, it wins.


[1] An allusive variation on: Composed on the occasion of a poetry competition at Prince Koresada’s house. 秋の夜のつゆをばつゆとおきながらかりの涙やのべをそむらむ aki no yo no / tsuyu oba tsuyu to / okinagara / kari no namida ya / nobe o somuran ‘On Autumn nights / The dew as dewdrops / Falls, but, / Perhaps goose tears / Stain the fields?’ Mibu no Tadamine (KKS V: 258)

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Round Thirty

Left (Tie)

玉をぬく真野の糸萩かたよりにおのれみだるる秋の夕暮

tama o nuku
mano no itohagi
katayori ni
onore midaruru
aki no yūgure
Strung with gems
The bush-clover twigs at Mano
All align together
In their own tangles
On an autumn evening.

Shō
59

Right

待ちわたる時や来ぬらん白露の玉しく庭の秋はぎの花

machiwataru
toki ya konuran
shiratsuyu no
tama shiku niwa no
akihagi no hana
Has that long-awaited
Time arrived, perhaps?
When silver dewdrop
Pearls will spread o’er the grounds
From the autumn bush clover blooms…

Nagatsuna
60

The poems of Left and Right have different diction, but the same configuration.

Entō ōn’uta’awase 29

Round Twenty-Nine

Left (Win)

宮城のの木下風や過ぎぬらん露におくるる秋萩の花

miyagino no
ko no shitakaze ya
suginuran
tsuyu ni okururu
akihagi no hana
On Miyagi Plain has
The breeze beneath the trees
Passed by? For
Missing the dewfall are
The autumn bush clover blooms…

Takasuke
57

Right

物おもふやどの物とてながむれば露にをれふす庭の萩原

mono’omou
yado no mono tote
nagamureba
tsuyu ni orefusu
niwa no hagiwara
Sunk in gloomy thought is
The one who dwells here, I feel,
When I gaze upon,
Broken and tangled among the dewdrops,
The bush clover grove in the grounds…

Shimotsuke
58

The Left poem’s ‘Missing the dewfall are the autumn bush clover’ sounds pleasant. The Right poem has no faults either, yet the Left should win.

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Round Three

Left (T – Win)

時雨には色ならぬ身の袖笠もぬるればかをる物にぞ有りける

shigure ni wa
iro naranu mi no
sodegasa mo
nurureba kaoru
mono ni zo arikeru
When, amidst a shower
My colourless
Umbrella of sleeves
Is soaked, something scented
Does it become!

Lady Shōshō
5

Right (M – Win)

冬くれば散りしく庭のならの葉に時雨音なふみ山べのさと

fuyu kureba
chirishiku niwa no
nara no ha ni
shigure oto nau
miyamabe no sato
When the winter comes
Scattered and spread across the grounds
Are oak leaves,
Sounding among the showers
On this deep mountain estate…

Lord Masakane
6

Toshiyori states: the first poem has ‘my colourless’—does this mean that the garment the poet is wearing is white? Or that the speaker is lacking in passion? If the garment is white, then it’s difficult to say that it changes colours, while if one is lacking in passion, it’s also difficult to see the connection with an umbrella of sleeves being scented. In general, though, the poem’s style is lacking in fault. The second poem appears to have replicated all the faults of an earlier work. While one can certainly say ‘Oak leaves / Scattered and spread’, saying ‘Scattered and spread / Oak leaves’ gives one the feeling that something is out of sequence. This is a bit unreasonable, but because it’s difficult to avoid the faults of its earlier model, I still feel it should lose.

Mototoshi states: one really wants to know what sort of lack there is. The poem says ‘soaked, something scented’, but doesn’t reference an earlier work which, for example, mentions plum blossom. Still, I feel that ‘Sounding among the showers / On this deep mountain’ is conspicuously good.

MYS VIII: 1552

A poem on crickets by Prince Yuhara.

暮月夜 心毛思努尓 白露乃 置此庭尓 蟋蟀鳴毛

ゆふづくよ こころもしのに しらつゆの おくこのにはに こほろぎなくも

yupu duku yo
kokoro mo sino ni
siratuyu no
oku kono nipa ni
koporogi naku mo
The evening moon
Does wrench my heart, as
Silver dewdrops
Fall upon the grounds and
The crickets cry…