Left (Win).
さらでだに恨みんと思ふ我妹子が衣の裾に秋風ぞ吹く
sarade dani
uramin to omou
wagimoko ga
koromo no suso ni
akikaze zo fuku |
That is not it, yet even so,
I do think to hate
My darling girl,
Her robe hem
Blown by the autumn wind… |
Lord Ari’ie.
935
Right.
いかなれば露をば払ふ風の音に物思ふ袖の濡れまさるらん
ika nareba
tsuyu o harau
kaze no oto ni
mono’omou sode no
nuremasaruran |
For some reason
Dewdrops blown by
The wind – the mere sound
Brings to my gloomy sleeves
A dampness most extreme… |
Jakuren.
936
The Right state: the Left’s poem is most admirable. The Left state: the Right’s poem is definitely not!
In judgement: to give the gist of the comments by the Gentlemen of the Left and the Right, the Left’s poem is admirable, and the Right’s poem is not admirable at all. I see no need to make much more of this round that that, so, the Left wins.
Left.
いつも聞く物とや人の思らむ來ぬ夕暮れの秋風の聲
itsumo kiku
mono to ya hito no
omouramu
konu yūgure no
akikaze no koe |
Always do I hear
The same, is that what
He thinks?
This evening, when he has not come
Whispers the autumn wind. |
A Servant Girl.
933
Right (Win).
心あらば吹かずもあらなん宵宵に人待つ宿の庭の松風
kokoro araba
fukazu mo aranan
yoiyoi ni
hito matsu yado no
niwa no matsukaze |
If you have any pity,
Then I would not have you blow
Night after night
While I wait for him, through my home’s
Garden pines, o, wind! |
Nobusada.
934
Both Left and Right state: we can grasp the sense of the opposing poem.
In judgement: I am unable to tell what it is that ‘does not come one evening’ (konu yūgure). ‘Whispers the autumn wind’ (akikaze no koe) is also perhaps rather novel. The Right’s ‘Garden pines, o, wind!’ (niwa no matsukaze) sounds pleasant. It should win.
Left (Tie).
知らざりし夜深き風の音も似ず手枕うとき秋のこなたは
shirazarishi
yo fukaki kaze no
oto mo nizu
tamakura utoki
aki no konata wa |
I did not know
The in the depths of night, the wind
Would not sound the same;
No longer pillowed on your arm
Since you tired of me this autumn… |
Lord Sada’ie.
931
Right.
物思ふ身とならはしの荻の葉にいたく吹そ秋の夕風
mono’omou
mi to narawashi no
ogi no ha ni
itaku fuki so
aki no yūkaze |
To gloomy thought
I am so used that
Through the bush clover leaves
I would you’d not blow so hard,
O, evening autumn wind! |
Ietaka.
932
Both Left and Right together state: we fail to grasp the sense of the other team’s poem.
In judgement: the gentlemen of both Left and Right have said they fail to understand the opposing poem. I do not feel it would be acceptable for me to arbitrarily provide one. The round should tie.
Left.
心あひの風いづかたへ吹かぬらん我には散らす言の葉もなし
kokoro ai no
kaze izukata e
fukanuran
ware ni wa chirasu
koto no ha mo nashi |
This pleasant
Breeze: whither
Does it blow?
To me not one scattered
Leaf or word has it delivered. |
Kenshō.
929
Right (Win).
色に出し言の葉もみなかれはてゝ涙を散らす風の音哉
iro ni idashi
koto no ha mo mina
karehatete
namida o chirasu
kaze no oto kana |
The bright hues of passion
In these leaves and your words
Have all withered away;
Tears scattering with
The sound of the wind… |
Lord Takanobu.
930
The Right state: ‘Breeze: whither’ (kaze izukata e) seems lacking. The Left state: the Right’s poem has no faults to indicate.
In judgement: in the Left’s poem, I wonder whether ‘breeze: wither’ really is lacking. ‘This pleasant’ (kokoro no ai) would seem to be an expression deriving from ‘At the head of the road’. I seem to recall it coming after ‘In Kofu in Takefu / Will I be’, but that is not a suitable source. The Right’s poem, as the Gentlemen of the Left have said, appears to have no faults. It should win.
Left.
ひとり寢の床に吹くる秋風のまた我戀をおどろかす哉
hitorine no
toko ni fukikuru
akikaze no
mata wa ga koi o
odorokasu kana |
Sleeping alone
To my bed comes blowing
The autumn wind, and
Again, all my love
Returns… |
Lord Kanemune.
927
Right (Win).
つてにだにとはぬ君かな吹風もまつにはことに音する物を
tsute ni dani
towanu kimi kana
fuku kaze mo
matsu ni wa koto ni
otosuru mono o |
If only it brought a rumour
Of you, who never comes!
The gusting wind
From the pines plucks special
Sounds… |
The Provisional Master of the Empress’ Household Office.
928
The Right state: what need is there for ‘again’ (mata) in the Left’s poem? The Left state: the Right’s poem is difficult to recite.
In judgement: the Right’s final ‘from the pines plucks special’ (matsu ni wa koto ni) is fine. It must win.
Left.
ひとり寢の憂き身になるゝ秋風をつれなき人の心ともがな
hitorine no
ukimi ni naruru
akikaze o
tsurenaki hito no
kokoro tomo gana |
To sleeping alone
In desolation am I accustomed;
O, that the autumn wind were
My cruel love’s
Heart… |
Lord Suetsune.
925
Right (Win).
夕まぐれ吹くる秋の初風は戀せぬ人も身にやしむらん
yūmagure
fukikuru aki no
hatsukaze wa
koisenu hito mo
mi ni ya shimuran |
In the evening’s dusk
Comes blowing autumn’s
First breeze;
Will one who loves not
Be pierced as am I? |
Lord Tsune’ie.
926
Both Left and Right together state: we have nothing we feel we should say.
In judgement: the final section of the Left’s poem is clichéd. I also wonder about the sound of ‘in desolation am I’ (ukimi). The Right’s poem has nothing particularly remarkable about it, but it should win
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