Left (Tie)
はなみつつをしむかひなくけふくれてほかのはるとやあすはなりなむ
hana mitsutsu oshimu kainaku kyō kurete hoka no haru to ya asu wa narinamu Ever do I gaze upon the blossom, in Vain regret, for Today will end and A different spring will Greet me on the morrow!
Mitsune 39
Right
けふのみとはるをおもはぬときだにもたつことやすきはなのかげかは
kyō nomi to haru o omowanu toki dani mo tatsu koto ya suki hana no kage ka wa “Only today is left Of spring”—I’ll not think that for Even at such a time, Is it easy to part from The blossoms’ shade?
Mitsune 40[i]
‘Both of these are charming,’—they tied.
[i] This poem is included as the final spring poem in Kokinshū (II: 134), attributed to Mitsune, and with the headnote, ‘A poem on the end of spring from the Poetry Contest held by Former Emperor Uda’.
Left (Win)
さくらちるこのしたかぜはさむからでそらにしられぬゆきぞふりける
sakura chiru ko no shitakaze wa samukarade sora ni shirarenu yuki zo furikeru The cherry scattering Breeze beneath the trees Lacks chill— Unaware from within the skies The snow is falling.
Tsurayuki
13[i]
Right
わがこころはるのやまべにあくがれてながながしひをけふもくらしつ
wa ga kokoro haru no yamabe ni akugarete naganagashi hi o kyō mo kurashitsu My heart to The mountainside in springtime Is drawn— The long, long day Today, too, has reached its dusk.
Mitsune
14[ii]
The Left wins. ‘The Right has “long, long” which is a disagreeable word. It was hissed through pursed lips with drooping shoulders,’ and so it lost.
[i] This poem is included in Shūishū (I: 64), with the headnote, ‘From Former Emperor Uda’s Poetry Contest’.
[ii] This poem is included in Shinkokinshū (I: 81), attributed to Tsurayuki with the headnote ‘A poem from Former Emperor Uda’s Poetry Contest’.
On thunder.
天のはら鳴る神いかに思ふらんけふは身をしる雨とこそふれ
ama no hara naru kami ika ni omouran kyō wa mi o shiru ame to koso fure From the plain of Heaven Sounds the Gods’ thunder—what Might they be thinking? For today my misery as Rain does fall on!
Anonymous
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あすからはわかなつまむとかたをかの朝の原はけふぞやくめる
asu kara wa wakana tumamu to katawoka no asita no Fara Fa keFu zo yakumeru From the morrow I would pick fresh herbs, but In Kataoka The plain of Ashita Seems to be aflame today.
Hitomaro
A poem composed by Prince Ōtsu, weeping, at Iware Pond, when he was due to die.
百傳 磐余池尓 鳴鴨乎 今日耳見哉 雲隠去牟
百伝ふ磐余の池に鳴く鴨を今日のみ見てや雲隠りなむ
momo tutapu ipare no ike ni naku kamo wo kepu nomi mite ya kumogakurinamu A hundred tales Told at Iware Pond By the crying ducks Do I see, today, at the last As I vanish beyond the clouds?
Hair.
ねくたれのかみけづるよもあはざればこひしきものをけふはくらしつ
nekutare no kami kezuru yo mo awazareba koishiki mono o kyō wa kurashitsu My sleep-tangled Hair I comb tonight, even though We have not met, so The one I love will be In my thoughts all day long.
Anonymous
On an old woman wiping her face with chrysanthemum dew on the ninth day of the Ninth Month.
けふまでに我をおもへば菊の上の露は千年の玉にざりける
kyō made ni ware o omoeba kiku no ue no tsuyu wa chitose no tama nizarikeru Up until this day Have you thought of me, so Upon the chrysanthemums These dewdrops, thousand year Jewels do not seem to be.
Ki no Tsurayuki
Left
をみなへし匂へる野辺にやどりせばあやなくあだの名をやたちなん
ominaeshi nioeru nobe ni yadoriseba ayanaku ada no na o ya tachinan A maidenflower Shines in the meadows, and Should I find lodging there, Carelessly, would fickle Rumour arise?
Ono no Yoshiki 88
Right
秋風にさそはれ来つる雁がねの雲ゐはるかにけふぞ聞ゆる
akikaze ni sasowarekitsuru kari ga ne no kumoi haruka ni kyō zo kikoyuru On the autumn breeze Has come, inviting, A goose’s cry From among the distant clouds Today I hear it.
89
なに事を待つとはなしに明けくれてことしもけふになりにけるかな
nanigoto o matsu to wa nashi ni akekurete kotoshi mo kyō ni narinikeru kana What is there To wait for? Nothing! Dawn, then dusk and The new year, too, today Has come!
Minamoto no Kunizane 源国信
The Seventh Night 七夜
ちとせふる祝の松のつるの子はけふすをたちて七夜なりけり
chitose furu iwai no matsu no tsuru no ko wa kyō su o tachite nanayo narikeri Ageing for a thousand years, A celebratory pine is where A crane chick has Today made her nest and Reached her seventh night.
Higo
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