On pheasants.
| moe’izuru wakana asaru to kikoyu nari kigisu naku no no haru no akebono | Bursting into bud are Fresh herbs—foraging Do I hear The pheasants calling on the plains At the dawn in springtime. |
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In the spring of Kenryaku 2 [1212] when there had been a match of Cathay-style poetry at the palace, he composed this on the topic of ‘a spring dawn at a dwelling in the mountains’.
月かげのこずゑにのこる山のはに花もかすめるはるのあけぼの
| tsukikage no kozue ni nokoru yama no ha ni hana mo kasumeru haru no akebono | The moonlight Lingers ‘pon the treetops On the mountains’ edge; The blossoms are all hazy At the dawn in sprintime. |
The Rokujō Lay Priest and Former Chancellor
[Fujiwara no Yorizane 藤原頼実 (1155-1225)]
Round Twenty
Left (Win)
あけぼのは涙やもろき時鳥なくねにおつる杜の下露
| akenbono wa namida ya moroki hototogisu naku ne ni otsuru mori no shitazuyu | With the dawn Are you swiftly to tears moved By the cuckoo’s Calling cries, falling from The forest drip dewdrops? |
Dōchin
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Right
今もかも昔やこふる橘の花ちる里になく郭公
| ima mo kamo mukashi ya kouru tachibana no hana chiru sato ni naku hototogisu | I wonder, is she now, As in days gone by, beloved Where orange Blossom falls on the estate— The calling cuckoo?[1] |
Dharma Master Nyokan
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Both Left and Right are of the same quality, yet I wonder about the sound of the Right poem’s final section, so the Left wins.




[1] An allusive variation on: A poem by the Governor-General of Dazai, Lord Ōtomo. 橘の花散る里の霍公鳥片恋しつつ鳴く日しぞ多き tachibana no / hana chiru sato no / hototogisu / kata koishitsutsu / naku hi shi zo ōki ‘Orange / Blossom scatters round my estate where / The cuckoo / For unrequited love / Does cry on many a day…’ Ōtomo no Tabito (MYS VIII: 1473)
Left (Tie)
山のはに有明の月の残らずは霞にあくる空をみましや
| yama no ha ni ariake no tsuki no nokorazu wa kasumi ni akuru sora o mimashi ya | Upon the mountains’ edge Had the moon at dawn Not lingered, then On the brightening, hazy Sky would I have turned my gaze? |
Shō
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Right
朝戸あけてながめなれたる明ぼのの霞ばかりに春を知るかな
| asa to akete nagamenaretaru akebono no kasumi baraki ni haru o shiru kana | With morn, opening my door, and Accustomed to gazing At the dawn The haze is all that Tells me ‘tis spring![1] |
Nagatsuna, Ranked without Office
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The Left’s poem has ‘would I wish to see the skies brightening with haze’, which does not seem bad, but the initial line drop ‘dawn’ and the latter part ‘brightening with haze’ which is a bit dubious; the Right’s poem really has nothing special about it. The poems are comparable and tie.




[1] An allusive variation on GSS V: 249.