Composed on ‘enjoying cool’ for the Poetry Match held by Yorisuke, the Minister of Justice.
ひさぎ生ふるかた山かげにしのびつつふきけるものを秋の夕風
| hisagi ouru katayama kage ni shinobitsutsu fukikeru mono o aki no yūkaze | Where red-oaks grow and Cast their shade upon the mountain slopes Ever secretly Does it blow— The autumn evening breeze. |
Shun’e
うちなびき春さりくればひさぎおふるかた山かげに鶯ぞなく
| uchinabiki haru sarikureba hisagi ouru katayama kage ni uguisu zo naku | Trailing in Comes spring, then Where red-oaks grow and Cast their shade upon the mountain slopes A warbler sings![i] |
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[i] An allusive variation on: Composed on ‘enjoying cool’ for the Poetry Match held by Yorisuke, the Minister of Justice. ひさぎ生ふるかた山かげにしのびつつふきけるものを秋の夕風 hisagi ouru / katayama kage ni / shinobitsutsu / fukikeru mono o / aki no yūkaze ‘Where red-oaks grow and / Cast their shade upon the mountain slopes / Ever secretly does it blow— / The autumn evening breeze.’ Shune (SKKS IV: 274).
Left (Tie)
はなみつつをしむかひなくけふくれてほかのはるとやあすはなりなむ
| hana mitsutsu oshimu kainaku kyō kurete hoka no haru to ya asu wa narinamu | Ever do I gaze upon the blossom, in Vain regret, for Today will end and A different spring will Greet me on the morrow! |
Mitsune
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Right
けふのみとはるをおもはぬときだにもたつことやすきはなのかげかは
| kyō nomi to haru o omowanu toki dani mo tatsu koto ya suki hana no kage ka wa | “Only today is left Of spring”—I’ll not think that for Even at such a time, Is it easy to part from The blossoms’ shade? |
Mitsune
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‘Both of these are charming,’—they tied.
[i] This poem is included as the final spring poem in Kokinshū (II: 134), attributed to Mitsune, and with the headnote, ‘A poem on the end of spring from the Poetry Contest held by Former Emperor Uda’.
あきのよにかりとなくねをきくときは我がみのうへと思ひこそすれ
| aki no yo ni kari to naku ne o kiku toki wa wa ga mi no ue to omoi koso sure | On an autumn night, When the geese a’crying I do hear, Upon me My sad thoughts weigh all the more… |
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いまよりはいざまつかげにたちよらむ秋のもみぢはかぜさそひけり
| ima yori wa iza matsu kage ni tachiyoramu aki no momiji wa kaze sasoikeri | From now it is, that Long-awaited shade Does seem to rise; The autumn’s scarlet leaves, Beckon in the breeze. |
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