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Entō ōn’uta’awase 5

Round 5

Left (Win)

朝日影まだ出でやらぬ足引の山はかすみの色ぞうつろふ

asahi kage
mada ideyaranu
ashihiki no
yama wa kasumi no
iro zo utsurou
The morning sunlight
Has yet to fall upon
The leg-wearying
Mountains, yet the haze’s
Hues are shifting.

Takasuke, Gentleman-in-Waiting
9

Right

山姫のかすみのそでも紅に光そへたる朝日影かな

yamahime no
kasumi no sode mo
kurenai ni
hikari soetaru
asahi kage kana
The mountain princess has
Her sleeves of haze turned
Scarlet
Draped with light by
The morning sunshine!

Shimotsuke
10

The Left’s poem has no faults worth pointing out; the poem of the Right’s ‘morning sunlight draping scarlet light across the sleeves of haze’ is overly gorgeous, I think, while the Left seems perfectly beautiful, so it should win.

Entō ōn’uta’awase 03

Round Three

Left (Win)

春の夜のあくる霞の立田山これや神代の衣なるらん

haru no yo no
akuru kasumi no
tatsutayama
kore ya kamiyo no
koromo naruran
At a spring night’s
Dawn the haze around
Tatsuta Mountain—
Is this how in the age of gods
Raiment might have been?

Supernumerary Major Counsellor Moto’ie
5

Right

朝霞雲居をかけて見わたせばいたりいたらぬ山の端もなし

asagasumi
kumoi o kakete
miwataseba
itari itaranu
yama no ha mo nashi
When, upon the morning haze
Draping from the clouds,
I turn my gaze, it
Spread out, and fails to reach,
Not a single mountain’s edge.

Nobunari, Senior Third Rank
6

Both Left and Right are difficult to tell apart, yet the Left’s ‘clothing of the Age of Gods’ would seem to be superior.

SKKS V: 483

On the conception of fulling clothes.

みよしのの山のあきかぜさ夜ふけて故郷さむくころもうつなり

miyoshino no
yama no akikaze
sayo fukete
furusato samuku
koromo utsunari
On fair Yoshino
Mountain the autumn wind
Marks a brief night’s end,
For in this ancient place the chill
Carries the sound of fulling cloth.

Consultant Masatsune

A kuzushiji version of the poem's text.
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SKKS V: 507

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

A kuzushiji version of the poem's text.
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