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Daikōtaigōgū daijin kiyosuke-ason ke uta’awase 20

Round Twenty

Scarlet Leaves

Left (Tie)

秋されば暁つゆにいもが袖まきぎの山ににほふもみぢば

aki sareba
akatsuki tsuyu ni
imo ga sode
makigi no yama ni
niou momijiba
When the autumn comes,
With the dawn, the dewdrops, as
Upon a sweet girl’s sleeves,
At Makigi Mountain
Bring a lustre to the scarlet leaves…

Masashige
39

Right

下染はおなじみどりにみし程も紅葉の色のうすくこきかな

shitazome wa
onaji midori ni
mishi hodo mo
momiji no iro no
usuku koki kana
First dyed
All with green,
When I gazed upon them, now
The scarlet leaves’ hues are
Pale and vibrant both!

Kūnin
40

The Left has a lofty tone, yet the Right is still smooth. Thus, I make this a tie.

Daikōtaigōgū daijin kiyosuke-ason ke uta’awase 19

Round Nineteen

Left (Win)

うちはらふ枕のちりもかくれなくあれたる宿をてらす月影

uchiharau
makura no chiri mo
kakurenaku
aretaru yado o
terasu tsukikage
Needing to be swept away,
The dust upon my pillow
Cannot be concealed
In my dilapidated dwelling, when
The moonlight shines within…

Taifu
37

Right

秋の夜の月みる袖におく露やひるにかはれるしるしなるらん

aki no yo no
tsuki miru sode ni
oku tsuyu ya
hiru ni kawareru
shirushi naruran
On an autumn night
Upon my sleeves, when gazing at the moon,
Fall dewdrops—
That all is changed from daytime
Might they be a sign?

Yorisuke
38

In both the moon is bright, and I feel they reflect the essential meaning of the topic, but as its diction is currently slightly more familiar, I make the Left the winner. It would be possible to call this a tie, too, though.

Dairi kiku awase 02

あきすぎてはなざかりなるきくのはないろにたぐひてあきやかへれる

aki sugite
hanazakari naru
kiku no hana
iro ni taguite
aki ya kaereru
Autumn is past and
The flowers richly blooming are
Chrysanthemums:
With their hues
Autumn does return!

Korenori
3

なみとのみうちこそみゆれすみのえのきしにのこれるしらぎくのはな

nami to nomi
uchi koso miyure
suminoe no
kishi ni nokoreru
shiragiku no hana
Simply as waves
Do they, indeed, appear!
At Suminoe
Lingering on the shore
White chrysanthemum blooms.

Korenori
4

MYS X: 2160

Composed on crickets

庭草尓 村雨落而 蟋蟀之 鳴音聞者 秋付尓家里

にはくさに むらさめふりて こほろぎの なくこゑきけば あきづきにけり

nipa kusa ni
murasame purite
koporogi no
naku kowe kikeba
akidukinikeri
Upon my garden’s grasses
A cloudburst falls, and
When the crickets’
Cries I hear,
How like autumn it is!

Anonymous

GSIS X: 597

Composed when remembering someone who had passed away in the autumn.

としごとにむかしはとほくなりゆけどうかりし秋はまたもきにけり

tosi goto ni
mukasi Fa toFoku
nariyukedo
ukarisi aki Fa
mata mo kinikeri
Every single year
That long-gone day more distant
Grows, yet
Despised autumn
Has come round once more.

Minamoto no Shigeyuki