Topic unknown.
さざなみや志賀のからさき風さえてひらのたかねに霰ふるなり
| sazanami ya shiga no karasaki kaze saete hira no takane ni arare furunari | Wavelets wash Karasaki in Shiga, and The wind is chill, so On the high peaks of Hira The hail must be falling. |
The Hosshōji Lay Priest, former Chancellor and Palace Minister [Fujiwara no Tadamichi]
Topic unknown.
かきくらし霰ふりしけ白玉をしける庭とも人のみるべく
| kakikurasi arare Furisike siratama wo sikeru niFa tomo Fito no mirubeku | All turns dark, as Hail falls around; Pearls Strewn over the grounds where Folk can gaze upon them. |
Anonymous
A miscellaneous winter poem.
我が袖に霰た走る巻き隠し消たずてあらむ妹が見むため
| wa ga sode ni arare tapasiru makikakusi kedazute aramu imo ga mimu tame | Upon my sleeves The hailstones strike; I’ll wrap them and hide them away That they not melt, and Show them to my darling. |
Kakinomoto no Hitomaro Collection
Dwarf Bamboo 小篠
ふむ人もなき庭に生ふる玉ざさのこたふばかりにふるあられかな
| fumu hito mo naki niwa ni ouru tamazasa no kotau bakari ni arare kana | No folks’ feet tread Upon these grounds where grows Bejewelled dwarf bamboo – and In response comes only Hailstones! |
Nakazane
Composed on snow.
霰降りいたく風吹き寒き夜や旗野に今夜我が独り寝む
| arare puri itaku kaze puki samuki yo ya patano ni koyopi wa ga pitori nemu |
Hail falls, and Fiercely blows the wind, On this night, so cold; At Hatano, tonight, Must I sleep alone? |
On thinking sad thoughts.
霰降り遠つ大浦に寄する波よしも寄すとも憎くあらなくに
| arare puri topotu opoura ni yosuru nami yosi mo yosu tomo nikuku aranaku ni |
Hail falls on Distant Ōura where Waves do break; Reason I have, and Yet I do not despise her… |
A poem composed by Prince Naga, on the occasion of a visit to the Naniwa Palace in Kyōun 3 [707].
霰打つ安良礼松原住吉の弟日娘女と見れど飽かぬかも
| arare utu ararematubara sumiyosi no otoiwotome to miredo akanu kamo |
Hail strikes Ararematsubara In Sumiyoshi A pleasure girl I see, yet cannot get my fill. |
Prince Naga (?-715)
長皇子
Blankets
ねやのうへにあられたばしる夜半なれどいもとふすまはさえずぞ有りける
| neya no ue ni arare tabashiru yowa naredo imo to fusuma wa saezu zo arikeru | Upon my bedroom Hail scatters Late this night, yet Beneath the covers with my darling There is no chill, at all! |
Minamoto no Kanemasa
源兼昌
高円の野路の篠原風冴えて玉井が袖に霰迸る
| takamado no noji no shinohara kaze saete tamai ga sode ni arare tabashiru |
At Takamado, In Shinohara in Noji, Chill is the wind, and Upon jewel-strewn sleeves Tumble hailstones. |
Shun’e
俊恵
Left.
椎柴は冬こそ人に知られけれ言問ふ霰殘す木枯
| shiishba wa fuyu koso hito ni shirarekere koto tou arare nokosu kogarashi |
The brushwood, That ‘tis winter to folk Does tell; Hail raising cries from leave Left by the freezing winds. |
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Right (Win).
深山邊を夕越え來れば椎柴の末葉に傳ふ玉霰哉
| fukayamabe yū koekureba shiishiba no ureba ni tsutau tama arare kana |
Just on the edge of mountain deeps, When evening has passed by, The brushwood’s Leaf-tips display Gemstone hail! |
The Provisional Master of the Empress’ Household Office.
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The Right state that the final section of the Left’s poem is ‘fierce’ [arashi]. The Left state that the Right’s ‘gemstone hail’ (tama arare) ‘sounds poor’ [kikiyokarazu].
Shunzei’s judgement: The Gentlemen of the Right have stated that the final section of the Left’s poem is ‘fierce’ – how can they say this? I would say that it appears perfectly pleasant [yoroshiku koso miehabere, ikaga]. However, the Right’s ‘when evening has passed by’ (yū koekureba) and ‘leaf-tips’ (ureba) seem a rather overblown style to me [kotogotoshiki fūtei ni miehaberi]. ‘Gemstone’ (tama), though, in addition to being a word used to praise something, is used in conjunction with ‘hail’, in ‘the echoes are chill as pearls falling one by one from a dragon’s jaw’ . There is nothing to criticise about it. Thus, the Right should win.