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うの花のさけるかきねはみちのくのまがきのしまの浪かとぞ見る
| unoFana no sakeru kakine Fa mitinoku no magaki no sima no nami ka to zo miru | The deutzia Blooming by the brushwood fence: as In Michinoku, Upon Magaki Isle Waves breaking, do they appear! |
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Round Seven
Left (M – Win)
霜がれの菊なかりせばいとどしく冬の籬やさびしからまし
| shimogare no kiku nakariseba itodoshiku fuyu no magaki ya sabishikaramashi | Were frost-burned Chrysanthemums there to be none, then How much more My brushwood fence in winter Lonely would be… |
Lord Sadanobu
37
Right (T – Win)
しも枯るるはじめをみずは白ぎくの移ふ色を惜まざらまし
| shimogaruru hajime o mizu wa shiragiku no utsurou iro o osamazaramashi | Frost-burns First sign I see not, so The white chrysanthemum’s Fading hues Cause me no regret at all… |
Lord Masamitsu
38
Toshiyori states: the assembled company asked how it can be possible that a brushwood fence in winter would not feel lonely after the chrysanthemums have withered, even granting that they are still there, and this is, of course, the case. In the depths of winter, one would not catch sight of any chrysanthemums. Although, it does sound as if you could could compose in this way, depending upon how early in the season it was. The second poem is of about the same quality, but I feel that I prefer it at the moment.
Mototoshi states: both poems are of the same quality, but ‘My brushwood fence in winter / Lonely would be’ really does make me realise that’s how it is.


Round Six
Left (T- Tie)
かれ行くをなげきやすらん初霜のきくのゆかりに置くと思へば
| kareyuku o nageki ya suran hatsujimo no kiku no yukari ni oku to omoeba | On withering Do they grieve, perhaps? The first frosts upon The chrysanthemums feel they form a bond When falling, so… |
Lady Shōshō
35
Right (M – Win)
わが宿の籬にやどる菊なくはなににつけてか人もとはまし
| wa ga yado no magaki ni yadoru kiku naku wa nani ni tsukete ka hito mo towamashi | If at my home’s Brushwood fence lodging There were no chrysanthemums, Why, indeed, Would any folk come to call? |
Lord Nobutada
36
Toshiyori states: the first poem is redolent of prior compositions and so does not appear to have anything novel about it; nor does the situation it refers to arise. The second poem, too, is hackney and lacking in interest, and the central phrase ‘there were no chrysanthemums’ is prosaic. I say these, too, should tie.
Mototoshi states: as frost is not sentient, it is not the case that it could grieve and feel regret in connection to chrysanthemums. The poem of the Right has as final section resembling that of the poem sent by the Later Prince of the Central Secretariat to the Shijō Major Counsellor:
花もみな散りなん後はわが宿のなににつけてか人をまつべき
| hana mo mina chirinan nochi wa wa ga yado no nani ni tsukete ka hito o matsubeki | After the blossoms, every one, Have scattered, then At my house Why, indeed, Should I folk await?[1] |
This makes it slightly more poetic, so I would say the Right is superior.



[1] When Major Counsellor Kintō said, ‘You should come to see the profusion of blossoms,’ and he was unable to visit. (GSIS I: 127)
Gazing at the chrysanthemums in my garden on a rainy night.
露をおもみ籬のきくのほしもあへずはるればくもる村雨の空
| tsuyu o omomi magaki no kiku no hoshi mo aezu harureba kumoru murasame no sora | Weighed down with dew, The chrysanthemums by my lattice fence Never get a chance to dry, for Clearing skies are clouded by A cloudburst from above. |


Round Eleven
Left
さをしかの空にあはれときこゆるは山のたかねになけばなりけり
| saoshika no sora ni aware to kikoyuru wa yama no takane ni nakeba narikeri | A stag belling To the skies, sadly I hear— Perhaps, because ‘tis on the mountain’s peak He cries so… |
Lord Masahira
45
Right (Win)
ゆふまぐれ霧のまがきのさびしさにをしか鳴くなり秋の山里
| yūmagure kiri no magaki no sabishisa ni oshika nakunari aki no yamazato | Tangled in twilight With mist around my brushwood fence, Loneliness fills me, as A stag bells, by A mountain retreat in autumn |
Shinkaku
46
What on earth is the conception of ‘sadly hearing something in the skies’? While no one can truly know why a stag bells, what is the point of saying that ‘sadness is in the skies’? And if one does hear it, it isn’t the case that anyone really knows that the stag is belling out of longing for his mate, is it. The stag seeming to bell by a brushwood fence in the mist, seems to sound a bit more moving at the moment.




Round Twenty-Two
Snow
Left (Win)
霜がれのまがきの中に雪ふれば菊より後の花もありけり
| shimogare no magaki no naka ni yuki fureba kiku yori nochi no hana mo arikeri | When, burned by frost, Within my lattice fence There is a fall of snow, After the chrysanthemums, There are flowers, even so. |
Suketaka
43
Right
花さけば雪かとみせて雪ふれば花かとみするみよしのの山
| hana sakeba yuki ka to misete yuki fureba hana ka to misuru miyoshino no yama | When the blossom blooms I wonder if ‘tis snow, and When the snow does fall I wonder if ‘tis blossom In the mountains of fair Yoshino. |
Kūnin
44
Both are elegant, but even so the Right should lose.




On the conception of chrysanthemums under the moon by a lattice fence, when she presented a hundred poem sequence.
霜をまつまがきの菊のよひの間におきまよふ色は山のはの月
| shimo o matsu magaki no kiku no yoi no ma ni okimayou iro wa yama no ha no tsuki | Awaiting the frost By my lattice fence, the chrysanthemums In the midst of night Are draped in puzzling hues By the moon from off the mountains’ edge. |
Kunaikyō

From among his miscellaneous poems.
くれぬるかまがきの竹のむらすずめねぐらあらそふ声さわぐなり
| kurenuru ka magaki no take no murasuzume negura arasou koe sawagunari | Is it dusk? Along the bamboo of my lattice fence A flock of sparrows Quarrelling over roosts Is chirping noisily, indeed! |
The Jōmyōji Minister of the Left
浄妙寺左大臣
