Round Four

Left (Win)

色ふかきやしほの岡の紅葉ばに心をさへもそめてけるかな

iro fukaki yashio no oka no momijiba ni kokoro o sae mo sometekeru kana

Deep the hues On Yashio Hill Of the scarlet leaves— Even my heart, too, Have they dyed!

Lord Yorisuke
79

Right

しぐれつつ秋こそふかく成りにけり色どりわたるやのの神山

shiguretsutsu aki koso fukaku narinikeri irodori wataru yano no kamiyama

With constant showers Autumn has, indeed, deeper Grown; A change of hue all across Sacred Mount Yano.

Lord Michiyoshi
80

While the Left sounds well-worn, it flows smoothly. As for the Right, it sounds to me as if the poet has simply picked and placed a location from the Collection of a Myriad Leaves into his poem, so ‘a change of hue all across sacred Mount Yano is stylistically archaic—thus the Left wins.