Round 5
Left (Win)
朝日影まだ出でやらぬ足引の山はかすみの色ぞうつろふ
| asahi kage mada ideyaranu ashihiki no yama wa kasumi no iro zo utsurou | The morning sunlight Has yet to fall upon The leg-wearying Mountains, yet the haze’s Hues are shifting. |
Takasuke, Gentleman-in-Waiting
9
Right
山姫のかすみのそでも紅に光そへたる朝日影かな
| yamahime no kasumi no sode mo kurenai ni hikari soetaru asahi kage kana | The mountain princess has Her sleeves of haze turned Scarlet Draped with light by The morning sunshine! |
Shimotsuke
10
The Left’s poem has no faults worth pointing out; the poem of the Right’s ‘morning sunlight draping scarlet light across the sleeves of haze’ is overly gorgeous, I think, while the Left seems perfectly beautiful, so it should win.
Composed as a poem on the moon.
あきの夜はころもさむしろかさねても月のひかりに敷くものぞなき
| aki no yo wa koromo samushiro kasanetemo tsuki no hikari ni shiku mono zo naki | On an autumn night Even with a robe and chilly blanket both Piled on, The moon’s light Spreading, is entirely matchless. |
Major Counsellor Tsunenobu
When he presented a Hundred Poem Sequence to Former Emperor Sutoku.
秋かぜにたなびく雲のたえまよりもれいづる月のかげのさやけさ
| akikaze ni tanabiku kumo no taema yori more’izuru tsuki no kage no sayakesa | The autumn wind Streams clouds, and From gaps between Leaks the moon’s Light, so clear and bright. |
Master of the Left Capital Office Akisuke
Sent when he had returned home from a lady’s house on a day when the snow was falling.
あけぬればくるる物とはしりながらなほうらめしきあさぼらけかな
| akenureba kururu mono to Fa sirinagara naFo uramesiki asaborake kana | Dawn has broken, and That dusk will come I know for certain, but Still, I hate The morning light! |
Fujiwara no Michinobu
Topic unknown.
ほのぼのとあり明の月のつきかげにもみぢ吹きおろす山おろしのかぜ
| honobono to ariake no tsuki no tsukikage ni momiji fuki’orosu yama’oroshi no kaze | Faintly The dawntime moon’s Light falls upon Scarlet leaves blown down By the wild mountain wind. |
Lord Minamoto no Sane’akira
Composed gazing at the moon over Hirosawa.
すむ人もなき山ざとのあきの夜は月のひかりもさびしかりけり
| sumu Fito mo naki yamazato no aki no yo Fa tuki no Fikari mo sabisikarikeri | No folk dwell around This mountain retreat, where On an autumn night The moon’s very light is Filled with lonliness. |
Lord Fujiwara no Norinaga
Composed when seeing someone who had had some success lamenting that he had lost it, and reflecting that he himself had neither griefs nor joys.
ひかりなきたにには春もよそなればさきてとくちる物思ひもなし
| Fikari naki tani ni Fa Faru mo yoso nareba sakite to kutiru mono’omoFi mo nasi | From a lightless Valley springtime Is far away, so that Blossoming then fading is No source of gloomy thought for me! |
Kiyowara no Fukayabu
