Original
ひとりぬるよをながづきのはなすすきそよともあきのかぜぞこたふる
hitori nuru yo o nagazuki no hanasusuki soyo to mo aki no kaze zo kotauru Sleeping alone, How long the night in the Longest Month: The blossoming silver grass Whispers, ‘So it is,’ with the autumn Wind replying!
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Left
こたふともたのまざらなむはなすすきふくあきかぜのさだめなければ
kotau tomo tanomazaranamu hanasusuki fuku akikaze no sadame nakereba It may reply, but I would not have you trust, for The blossoming silver grass Blowing in the autumn wind is Fickle, indeed…
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Right
そよとだにしりてこたふるかぜしあらばなにかながきよおもひわぶらん
soyo to dani shirite kotauru kaze shi araba nanika nagaki yo omoiwaburan If, ‘So it is,’ You know and reply, O, wind, then Why, all the long night through Do my thoughts torment me so?
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Original
ゆくあきをまねくをばなのたもとにはつゆもおきあへずのどけからねば
yuku aki o maneku obana no tamoto ni wa tsuyu mo oki’aezu nodokekaraneba Departing autumn Beckoning, upon the silver grass Sleeves The dew cannot fall, For tranquil they are not…
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Left
まねくにしあきのとまらぬものならばをばなのそでやせばくなりなん
maneku ni shi aki no tomaranu mono naraba obana no sode ya sebaku narinan They may beckon, but Autumn will not linger, So, The silver grass sleeves Narrow will become…
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Right
まねけどもとまらぬあきをはなすすきほにいでてしかをなきてしたはむ
manekedomo tomaranu aki o hanasusuki ho ni idete shika o nakite shitawamu They beckon, yet Autumn does not linger for The silver grass, Bursting into bloom, as the stags Cry out, as I would, too…
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Round Fourteen
Left
つれもなき人にみせばや花薄うらなく風に靡くけしきを
tsure mo naki hito ni miseba ya hanasusuki uranaku kaze ni nabiku keshiki o To that cruel Girl would I show The flowering silver grass, In the artless wind Inclining…
Lord Masakane, Controller and Head Chamberlain 27
Right
くる人も絶えぬる宿の糸すすきほに出て誰を招くなるらん
kuru hito mo taenuru yado no itosusuki ho ni idete tare o maneku naruran His visits have Ceased to this house, so The slender silver grass Bursting into bud—who Might it be beckoning?
Tadasue 28
The Left’s poem, up to ‘would I show’ is poetic, but I do not feel that the expression ‘In the artless wind / Inclining’ is elegant. For the topic of love, it seems to me that both the beginning and the end of the poem is a slight case of ‘As a bamboo stalk / Has joints, from years gone by old-fashioned phrases’ lingering! The Right’s ‘Ceased to this house, so / The slender silver grass’ lacks anything remarkable about it, and seems excessively overgrown, so it’s impossible to decide on anyone as the winner or loser here.
Silver Grass and the Same
Round Thirteen
Left
ほに出てもなどかひもなき花薄思ひこめてぞ有るべかりける
ho ni idetemo nadoka kai mo naki hanasusuki omoikomete zo arubekarikeru My feelings burst from bud, but Somehow, to no avail at all, O, blossoming silver grass! Keeping them closed up— That’s what I should have done!
Major Archbishop 25
Right
うしとのみ人の心はいはれ野にまねくすすきを何か頼まん
ushi to nomi hito no kokoro wa iwareno ni maneku susuki o nanika tanoman Simply cruel is That girl’s heart— Upon Iware Plain In the beckoning silver grass How can I place my trust?
Head 26
Left and Right appear to be of about the same standard.
Love and Silver-grass.
まつ人はこぬものゆゑに花すすきほに出でてねたき恋もするかな
matsu hito wa konu mono yue ni hanasusuki ho ni idete netaki koi mo suru kana The man I am awaiting Has failed to come, so As the silver-grass Fronds emerge, jealously Will I love on!
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Love on being unable to meet after meeting.
今更になにをかしのぶ花薄ほにいでし秋もたれならなくに
ima sara ni nani o ka shinobu hanasusuki ho ni ideshi aki mo tare naranaku ni Now ‘tis come to such a pass What is there to conceal? That the silver-grass Fronds have burst with autumn was Wrought by none, but you…
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Left – Silver grass
花すすきはやくほにいでてうちなびきちとせのあきをまねけとぞ思ふ
hanasusuki hayaku ho ni idete uchinabiki chitose no aki o maneke to zo omou The silver-grass Swiftly into fronds emerges; Trailing, To a thousand years of autumns, Beckon! Or so I feel…
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Right
(Missing)
Silver grass
Left (Tie)
はなすすきほにいづるをのはしらくものあさゐるとのみあやまたれけり
hanasusuki ho ni izuru ono wa shirakumo no asa iru to nomi ayamatarekeri Silver grass Fronds appear upon the plains For clouds of white Spreading through the morning, simply Have I mistaken them.
Ariwara no Suetaka 15
Right
はなすすきほのくれがたのつゆけきはうきよのなかをそよとしればか
hanasusuki ho no kuregata no tsuyukeki wa ukiyo no naka o soyo to shireba ka The silver grass Fronds at twilight Are dew-drenched— That this cruel world Is so, I wonder if they know?
Fujiwara no Aritoki 16
Frost on the plain
花すすきかれたる野べにおく霜のむすぼほれつつ冬はきにけり
hanasusuki karetaru nobe ni oku shimo no musubōretsutsu fuyu wa kinikeri The fronds of silver grass Have withered on the plain, where Falling frost reveals That ever-gloomy Winter has come.
On the conception of autumn turning cold early, when frost falls in the Ninth Month.
虫のねもほのかに成りぬ花すすき秋のすゑばに霜や置くらん
mushi no ne mo honoka ni narinu hanasususki aki no sueba ni shimo ya okuran The insects’ cries, too, Have grown faint— Upon the miscanthus’ Autumn fronds Might frost have fallen?
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