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Koresada shinnō-ke uta’awase 11

さをしかのしがらみふする秋はぎはたまなす露ぞつつみたりける

saoshika no
shigarami fusuru
akihagi wa
tama nasu tsuyu zo
tsutsumitarikeru
Ah, the stag,
Entangled, tripped
On the autumn bush clover;
Dewdrops turned gemlets
Have wrapped him all around.

21

かみなみのみむろの山をわけゆけばにしきたちきる心ちこそすれ

kaminami no
mimuro no yama o
wakeyukeba
nishiki tachikiru
kokochi koso sure
Deities dwell
Upon Mount Mimuro, where
I forge my way,
Cutting and sewing the brocade of leaves,
I feel!

22

Love VIII: 24

Left (Tie)
この比の心の底をよそに見ば鹿鳴く野邊の秋の夕暮

kono koro no
kokoro no soko o
yoso ni miba
shika naku nobe no
aki no yūgure
Of late
Of the depths of my heart
Were you to catch a distant glimpse:
A stag belling in the meadow
On an autumn evening…

A Servant Girl
1067

Right
暮れかゝる裾野の露に鹿鳴きて人待つ袖も涙そふ也

kurekakaru
susono no tsuyu ni
shika nakite
hito matsu sode mo
namida sou nari
Twilight
Drapes dewfall on the mountains’ skirts,
With a stag’s sad cry;
Awaiting him, my sleeves, too,
Are wet with tears.

Nobusada
1068

Left and Right together: we find no faults to mention.

In judgement: it would be impossible to ever exhaust the overtones of feeling in ‘a stag belling in the meadow on an autumn evening’ (shika naku nobe no aki no yūgure) in the Left’s poem; in the Right’s poem the configuration and conception of ‘awaiting him, my sleeves, too, are wet with tears’ (hito matsu sode mo namida sou nari) is richly evocative. I find it extremely hard to put both poems down, so this round, again, is a tie of quality.