tabi no sora narenu hanyū no yoru no toko wabishiki made ni moru shigure kana
Beneath a journey’s skies With unfamiliar mud walls Around my bed tonight, Sad and lonely have I become With the shower dripping through![i]
581
[i] See: On disembarking. 旅のそらはにふのこやのいぶせさにふるさといかにこひしかるらん tabi no sora / hanyū no koya no / ibusesa ni / furusato ika ni / koishikaruran ‘Beneath a journey’s skies / Within a mud hut and / Filled with gloom / For my ancient home how much / I do seem to long…’ Captain of the Third Rank Shigehira (Heike monogatari 85)
kokoro are ya kaki na kurashi so hatsushigure mada sashihatezu shiba no kari’io
Have some sympathy, And bring no darkness, O, first shower! For I have yet to finish putting up My crude brushwood hut…
Lord Suetsune 77
Right (Win)
すみよしのまつがしたねのたびまくらしぐれもかぜにききまがへつつ
sumiyoshi no matsu ga shita ne no tabimakura shigure mo kaze ni kikimagaetsutsu
At Sumiyoshi Beneath the pines, their roots are My journey-pillow, as The shower, too, with the gusting wind I hear blending together.
Takanobu 78
The Left’s latter section, which states that the poet has ‘yet to finish putting up’ his hut, has a truly charming configuration as a poem on the conception of travel, but the phrase ‘have some sympathy’ does not appear to be a conception which has prior precedent. It could be a way of expressing the emotion through the shower. As for the Right, while I do question the sound of ‘journey-pillow’, it is the case that in Cathay-style poems this appears, but what are we do to about the fact that this is not ‘pillow on my journey’, I wonder? The sequencing of ‘the shower, too, with the wind’ is pleasant, isn’t it. Thus, I make the Right the winner.
shigure moru tabine no toko wa hanazome no tamoto zo saki ni mazu kaerikeru
A shower drips upon me As I doze upon my journey-bed; Blossom-dyed, My sleeves, before me, Have first returned to what they were!
Masahira 75
Right (Win)
はなれゆくみやこをおもふひとりねのなみだをさそふはつしぐれかな
hanareyuku miyako o omou hitorine no namida o sasou hatsushigure kana
Distant has grown The capital, but it fills my thoughts, Sleeping solo, My tears invited by The first shower!
Chikashige 76
The configuration of the Left’s poem appears charming, but it would have sounded more so had there been a reason why ‘my sleeves, before’ had returned to the capital on the journey. The diction and conception of the Right’s poem, beginning with ‘distant has grown’ and leading to ‘tears invited’, is extremely pleasant. It seems the Right wins.
kari no io wa sosoku shigure mo tomaraneba tsuyuwakegoromo hoshi zo kanetsuru
Upon my crude hut, Dripping, the showers, too, Never cease, so My dew-soaked garb To dry is impossible!
Kyō 71
Right
さらぬだにたびねのとこはつゆけきにいかにせよとてうちしぐるらむ
saranu dani tabine no toko wa tsuyukeki ni ika ni seyo tote uchishigururamu
Even ‘twere not to be, My journey-bed is Drenched with dew, so What am I to do, Beneath these falling showers?
Suehiro 72
The Left has ‘dripping, the showers, too’, while the Right has ‘what am I to do’ and so forth—while neither of these is poor in terms of conception and diction, the initial section of the Right sounds extremely commonplace, thus the Left’s conception of agonizing over the being unable to dry dew-soaked garb is slightly superior in the current context.
Major Captain of the Left Asamitsu had not visited her for a long time, when he came to see her on her travels; having no pillow, they wove one out of grass.
あふことはこれやかぎりの旅ならん草のまくらも霜がれにけり
au koto wa kore ya kagiri no tabi naran kusa no makura mo shimogarenikeri
Will our meeting Here be the limit of Our journey? Even our grassy pillow Seared by distant frosts…