Original
ひとこふるこころはそらにかよへばやそらもなみだもともにしぐるる
hito kouru kokoro wa sora ni kayoeba ya sora mo namida mo tomo ni shigururu Yearning for him, does My heart into the skies And back fly? The skies and my tears, Both, are naught but showers…
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Left
ひとこふるこころはそらもなきものをいづこよりふるしぐれなるらむ
hito kouru kokoro wa sora mo naki mono o izuko yori furu shigure naruramu Yearning for him, My heart within the skies Is not, so Where is it that these falling Showers might be from?
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Right
おほかたのものおもふときにしぐるるをあきのそらとはみゆるなるらん
ōkata no mono’omou toki ni shigururu o aki no sora to wa miyuru naruran In general When sunk in gloomy thought, Showers fall— How like the autumn skies It does seem…
20
Left
なみだがはせけどとまらずあかつきのわかれはをしのうきねをぞする
namidagawa sekedo tomarazu akatsuki no wakare wa oshi no ukine o zo suru The river of my tears I dam, yet they cease not: Dawn’s Parting I regret, as a mandarin Drifting in fitful sleep.
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Right
おきてゆくかたもしられずまどふかななみだもそでもめにさはりつつ
okiteyuku kata mo shirarezu madou kana namida mo sode mo me ni sawaritsutsu Rising and departing, Knowing not where to go, I am lost! My tears and my sleeves, too, Ever sting my eyes…
37
Left
はるのよのあかぬわかれのあかつきはちへのにしきをたつにざりける
haru no yo no akanu wakare no akatsuki wa chie no nishiki o tatsu ni zarikeru After a spring night, Unsatisfied, parting at The dawn, Sewn a thousandfold, the brocade Through which I go!
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Right
あけぬてふこゑもなみだももろともにうちいづるからにそでぞぬれける
akenu chō koe mo namida mo morotomo ni uchi’izuru kara ni sode zo nurekeru ‘Tis dawn, say Birdsongs and tears Both, Bursting out, so My sleeves are soaked!
27
Topic unknown.
篝火にあらぬわが身のなぞもかく涙の河にうきてもゆらむ
kagaribi ni aranu wa ga mi no nazo mo kaku namida no kawa ni ukite moyuramu A fisher’s torch I’m not, so why does my sorry self Yet Upon a river of tears, Burning, seem to drift along?
Anonymous
わが袖のなみだにもあらぬ露にだに萩の下ばは色に出でにけり
wa ga sode no namida ni mo aranu tsuyu ni dani hagi no shitaba wa iro ni idenikeri Upon my sleeves ‘Tis not tears, but Dew, even as that Makes the bush-clover’s underleaves Take on such a hue.
532
Topic unknown
そのことといはぬ涙のわびしきはただにたもとのぬるるなりけり
sono koto to iwanu namida no wabishiki wa tada ni tamoto no nururu narikeri Of that I’ll not speak—tears Of lonely sadness Simply have my sleeves Left drenched.
Tsurayuki
On the same conception, when the Lay Priest and Former Chancellor had ten poem sequences composed at his residence.
いまよりの涙のはてよいかならん恋ひそむるだに袖はぬれけり
ima yori no namida no hateyo ika naran koisomuru dani sode wa nurekeri From this moment Cease, my tears! What has occurred? Why, love’s first tint is all That wets my sleeves.
Former Major Counsellor Tame’uji
Round Thirty-Six
Left
秋をおもふ涙やもろき夕月夜木葉がくれに鹿ぞ鳴くなる
aki o omou namida ya moroki yūzukuyo ko no hagakure ni shika zo nakunaru Filled with autumn feelings Do tears drip down? On a moonlit evening Hidden ‘mong the leafy trees, A stag does call.
Dōchin 71
Right (Win)
を山田に風の吹きしくいなむしろよなよな鹿のふしどなりけり
oyamada ni kaze no fukishiku inamushiro yonayona shika no fushidonarikeri Across the mountain paddies The wind blows, spreading The rice into a coverlet, where Night after night, the stag Does lay his head.
Dharma Master Nyokan 72
The Left’s poem does not appear to have any faults worth indicating, yet the Right’s poem is still more pleasant. It should win.
Love.
Left
人知れぬ恋の涙はうぐひすの初声にこそながれいでぬれ
hito shirenu koi no namida wa uguisu no hatsukoe ni koso nagare’idenure Unknown to all My tears of love With the warbler’s First cry have Burst into flow!
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Right
いかならむときか忘れむ春霞たちゐる空も君ぞこひしき
ika naramu toki ka wasuremu harugasumi tachi’iru sora mo kimi zo koishiki What is to become of me? Can I forget the time, when The spring haze Rising into the skies, too, Was dear to me as you?
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Round Thirty-Two
Left (Tie)
上葉ふく朝の原の秋風におのれうつろふ萩の下露
uwaba fuku ashita no hara no akikaze ni onore utsurou hagi no shitazuyu Blowing upon the upper leaves Over Ashita Plain, The autumn breeze touches, Fading all of itself The dripping dew upon the bush clover.
Tomoshige 63
Right
今よりはたが涙とか成りぬらん下葉色づく秋萩の露
ima yori wa ta ga namida to ka narinuran shitaba irozuku akihagi no tsuyu From now on Whose tears might They become? Colouring the underleaves Are dewdrops upon the autumn bush clover…[1]
Dharma Master Zenshin 64
Left and Right are in the same style. The Right’s poem wonders ‘whose are these tears’ and has a person’s tears as the dew upon the grass, which is something one often hears. Using dew on the grass as a person’s tears is a bit vague, yet it’s not going so far as to be a definite fault. These should tie.
[1] An allusive variation on: Topic unknown. あきはぎのしたば色づく今よりやひとりある人のいねがてにする akihagi no / shitaba irozuku / ima yori ya / hitori aru hito no / inegatenisuru ‘The autumn bush clover’s / Underleaves are colouring / From this point on, / For one all alone / Will sleep be harder to find?’ Anonymous (KKS IV: 220 )
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