ひとりゆく袖よりおくかおく山のこけのとぼその道の夕つゆ
| hitori yuku sode yori oku ka okuyama no koke no toboso no michi no yūtsuyu | Walking alone, Is it falling from my sleeves? Deep within the mountains, To my hut’s mossy door leads A path of evening dew… |
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Izumi shikibu zokushū 7
Around the Ninth Month, when I had gone to stay at the palace for a certain reason, and I heard someone’s voice from the adjoining chamber, wrote this on the edge of my mat and had it left there.
うきよには嵐の風にさそはれてこしやまがはに袖もぬらしつ
| ukiyo ni wa arashi no kaze ni sasowarete koshiyamagawa ni sode mo nurashitsu | In this world of sorrows The storming wind Has invited me, and Koshi Mountain’s torrents Have soaked my sleeves. |
Kinkai wakashū 182
Kinkai wakashū 181
Kinkai wakashū 180
Autumn
Composed on the morning of the 1st day of the Seventh Month.
昨日こそ夏はくれしかあさ戸出の衣手さむし秋のはつかぜ
| kinō koso natsu wa kureshi ka asa tode no koromode samushi aki no hatsukaze | Was it only yesterday that Summer reached its end? For stepping out my door this morning My sleeves are chilled By autumn’s first breeze… |
Daikōtaigōgū no suke taira no tsunemori-ason ke uta’awase 17
Round Five
Left (Win)
きく人の袖もぬれけり秋ののの露分けて鳴くさをしかのこゑ
| kiku hito no sode mo nurekeri aki no no no tsuyu wakete naku saoshika no koe | Folk who hear him Have dampened sleeves, too— Across the autumn meadows As he forges through the dewdrops The stag’s bell. |
Lord Kinshige
33
Right
鹿の音の吹きくるかたにきこゆるはあらしやおのがたちどなるらん
| shika no ne no fukikuru kata ni kikoyuru wa arashi ya ono ga tachidonaruran | The stag’s bell Comes, blown, I do hear— Has the storm, himself, Arisen there, I wonder? |
Lord Kiyosuke
34
I do wonder about the Left, which implies that one would soak one’s sleeves with tears on hearing a stag belling, given that I am unable to bring to mind any prior poems composed in this vein. What are we to make of the fact that, while the poem by Toshiyori, which I mentioned earlier, was composed about tears, there is still no trace of this usage in any other poetry match? It does seem poetic overall, though. The Right’s ‘Has the storm, himself, arisen’ is remarkably startling, so it’s a personal poem. While it’s not the case that there are no prior compositions in this manner, poems for poetry matches have a certain way about them and that’s simply how it is. Thus, the Left wins.
Daikōtaigōgū no suke taira no tsunemori-ason ke uta’awase 16
Round Four
Left
さをしかのなくねはよそにききつれど涙は袖の物にぞ有りける
| saoshika no naku ne wa yoso ni kikitsuredo namida wa sode no mono ni zo arikeru | The stag’s Sad bell in the distance Did I hear, yet still My tears my sleeves Have covered. |
Sadanaga
31
Right (Win)
山たかみおろすあらしやよわるらんかすかに成りぬさをしかの声
| yama takami orosu arashi ya yowaruran kasuka ni narinu saoshika no koe | From the mountain’s heights Descending, has the storm wind Weakened? Faintly comes The stag’s bell. |
Lord Suetsune
32
I do wonder about the Left, given that there appears to be a poem by the late Lord Toshiyori:
さをしかのなくねは野べにきこゆれどなみだは床の物にぞ有りける
| saoshika no naku ne wa nobe ni kikoyuredo namida wa toko no mono ni zo arikeru[1] | The stag’s Sad bell upon the plain I heard, yet My tears my bed Have covered. |
I am a little leery of the Right’s central line, but overall it is not the case that this poem lacks conception, so it should win.
[1] KYS (3) III: 225 Composed on ‘listening to stags in a hut in the fields’. Also SZS V: 310 ‘Composed when he heard a stag belling while at a mountain retreat in Tanakami’. Also Sanboku kikashū 451 ‘Listening to stags in a hut in the fields’.
Teiji’in tenjōbito uta’awase 10
Left (Tie)
あかなくにわかれにしかばたなばたのおりきしそではいまやぬるらむ
| akanaku ni wakarenishikaba tanabta no orikishi sode wa ima ya nururamu | If, though unsatisfied She did part, then Would the Weaver Maid’s Woven and then worn sleeves Now be truly drenched? |
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Right
たなばたのあひけむそらもおもほえじわかれてのちの心まどひに
| tanabata no aikemu sora mo omohoeji wakarete nochi no kokoro madoi ni | The Weaver Maid It seems, met him in the skies, but It does not feel so, After parting Lost at heart… |
20
Daikōtaigōgū no suke taira no tsunemori-ason ke uta’awase 01
Round One
Blossom and Grasses
Left (Tie)
色とこそ萩が花ずりおもひしか香さへ袂にうつりぬるかな
| iro to koso hagi ga hanazuri omoishika ka sae tamoto ni utsurinuru kana | With hues, indeed, Are the bush-clover blooms dyed Did I think, but Even the scent to my sleeves Has shifted! |
Lord Fujiwara no Shige’ie, Minister of Justice
1
Right
あきの野にいづれともなき花なれどまねく薄ぞ先めにはたつ
| aki no no ni izure to mo naki hana naredo maneku susuki zo saki me ni wa tatsu | In the autumn meadows All equally fine Are the flowers, yet It is the beckoning silver grass that First catches the eye! |
Former Minor Counsellor Fujiwara no Suketaka
2
On perusing the poems of Left and Right, it is not the case that neither has any elements lacking feeling. With that being said, the initial section of the Left’s poem and the final section of the right are not laudable, so after some little thought and being confused by the Left and the Right, reluctantly, I have decided to make this a tie.
Daikōtaigōgū daijin kiyosuke-ason ke uta’awase 20
Round Twenty
Scarlet Leaves
Left (Tie)
秋されば暁つゆにいもが袖まきぎの山ににほふもみぢば
| aki sareba akatsuki tsuyu ni imo ga sode makigi no yama ni niou momijiba | When the autumn comes, With the dawn, the dewdrops, as Upon a sweet girl’s sleeves, At Makigi Mountain Bring a lustre to the scarlet leaves… |
Masashige
39
Right
下染はおなじみどりにみし程も紅葉の色のうすくこきかな
| shitazome wa onaji midori ni mishi hodo mo momiji no iro no usuku koki kana | First dyed All with green, When I gazed upon them, now The scarlet leaves’ hues are Pale and vibrant both! |
Kūnin
40
The Left has a lofty tone, yet the Right is still smooth. Thus, I make this a tie.
