むば玉のいもが黒かみうちなびき冬ふかきよに霜ぞ置きける
| mubatama no imo ga kurokami uchinabiki fuyu fukaki yo ni shimo zo okikeru | Lily-seed dark My darling’s tresses of black Trail out, Deep one winter’s night As the frost is falling. |


Round Thirty-One
Left
むらさきに色もかはらずあけ衣我がくろかみの白く成るまで
| murasaki ni iro mo kawarazu akegoromo wa ga kurokami no shirokunaru made | To violet Hues will never change My robes of red Until my tresses of black Have turned grey… |
Masashige
61
Right (Win)
世をもいとふ世にも我が身のいとはれてはなれがたきぞあやしかりける
| yo o mo itou yo ni mo wa ga mi no itowarete hanaregataki zo ayashikarikeri | By this world that I hate so My sorry self in turn Is hated, so That it is so hard to leave Is a strange thing, indeed. |
Kūnin
62
The Left isn’t bad, but as for the Right, well, it truly is a strange thing, isn’t it.




Composed on Love, when she presented a Hundred Poem Sequence.
ながからん心もしらずくろかみのみだれてけさは物をこそおもへ
| nagakaran kokoro mo sirazu kurokami no midarete kesa Fa mono wo koso omoFe | How long might Your feelings be? I know not; My raven tresses Are tangled this morning, as My gloomy thoughts! |
Taikenmon’in no Horikawa

Left (Tie).
言はぬ間は思ふも心九十九髪さは僞りの夢や見てまし
| iwanu ma wa omou mo kokoro tukumogami sa wa itsuwari no yume ya mitemashi |
While he’s said not a word, If love in his heart Arrived for my white hair, Then a false dream Would I see in truth? |
Lord Kanemune.
849
Right.
戀初めし心の色に積む年は我黒髪に現れにけり
| koi someshi kokoro no iro ni tsumu toshi wa wa ga kurogami ni arawarenikeri |
Since I first awoke to love The hues of passion in my heart by The drifting years Upon my raven tresses Are made clear. |
Nobusada.
850
The Right state: is this a reference to the recent poem ‘seeing a dream with white hair’ (yume o miru to mo tsukumogami)? The Left state: ‘drifting years’ (tsumu toshi) is grating on the ear.
In judgement: both poems refer to hair, and the Gentlemen of the Right have asked whether the Left are referring to a ‘recent poem’, and I wonder when this poem might have been composed? It is impossible to entirely avoid referring to poems which are not included in the anthologies. Needless to say, though, it is normal for one’s poems not to resemble others to a great extent. In addition, I do not feel that ‘drifting years’ is that grating on the ear. However, simply saying ‘Upon my raven tresses are made clear’ (wa ga kurogami ni arawarenikeri) does not convey a strong sense of gray hair, I think. Finally, the configuration of the Left’s ‘then a false dream’ (sa wa itsuwari no) is particularly unacceptable, I think. So, a tie.
Left.
朝戸出の妹が振りこす黒髪は見るよそ目さへ心亂れぬ
| asa tode no imo ga furikosu kurokami wa miru yosome sae kokoro midarenu |
In the morning, opening the door Draped with my love’s Tresses of black: The sight any Heart would excite! |
Kenshō.
799
Right.
立ちかへり惜しみし袖の移り香をよそにも今は思こそやれ
| tachikaeri oshimishi sode no utsuriga o yoso ni mo ima wa omoi koso yare |
Reluctant To leave, upon my sleeves Her scent was left, and Now, so far away, It recalls her still… |
Jakuren.
800
The Right state: the Left’s poem is pretentious. The Left state: the conception of morning fails to appear in the Right’s poem.
In judgement: Although the Left’s ‘tresses of black’ (kurokami) is used extremely frequently, the configuration of combining it with ‘my love, opening the door in the morning’ (asa tode no imo) whose ‘sight any heart would excite’ (miru yosome sae kokoro midare) is terrifying, is it not? The Right’s ‘upon my sleeves her scent was left’ (sode no utsuriga) does not sound objectionable. Although the conception of morning there is lacking, the Left simply has ‘tresses of black’ the ‘heart would excite’, which does not sound particularly in keeping with Love so, overall, the round should tie.