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Koresada shinnō-ke uta’awase 5

久方の天照る月のにごりなく君が御代をばともにとぞ思ふ

hisakata no
ama teru tsuki no
nigorinaku
kimi ga miyo oba
tomo ni to zo omou
The eternal
Heaven-shining moon is
So clear that
My Lord’s reign
Lives together with it in my thoughts!

9

宵よひに秋の草葉におく露の玉にぬかむととれば消えつつ[1]

yoiyoi ni
aki no kusaba ni
oku tsuyu no
tama ni nukamu to
toreba kietsutsu
Night after night
Upon the blades of autumn grass
Fall dewdrops;
I would thread those jewels, but
At a touch, ever do they vanish away…

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[1] This poem is also Shinsenzaishū 316, where it is attributed to Ōshikōchi no Mitsune.

Koresada shinnō-ke uta’awase 4

朝ごとに山にたちまふ朝霧は紅葉みせじとをしむなりけり

asagoto ni
yama ni tachimau
asagiri wa
momiji miseji to
oshimu narikeri
With every morning
Twining round the mountains
The morning mists – that
They cannot reveal the scarlet leaves
Is regrettable, indeed!

7

秋の夜は人をしづめてつれづれと掻きなす琴の音にぞたてつる

aki no yo wa
hito o shizumete
tsurezure to
kakinasu koto no
ne ni zo tatetsuru
On an autumn night
When folk are all abed,
Idly
Plucked a zither’s
Strains sound out.

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San’i minamoto no hirotsune ason uta’awase 9

Round Nine: Quiet thoughts at Tanabata

Left

八重葎しげる軒ばをかき分けて星合の空をながめつるかな

yae mugura
shigeru nokiba o
kakiwakete
hoshiai no sora o
nagametsuru kana
Eightfold thickets
Grow lushly beneath my eaves;
Pulling them apart upon
The sky of trysting stars
Will I turn my gaze!

Taira no Sadatsugu[1]

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Right

七夕のあふよの程は思ひやる心さへこそ空にすみけれ

tanabata no
au yo no hodo wa
omoiyaru
kokoro sae koso
sora ni sumikere
Tanabata is
A night for meeting—throughout it
I am filled with longing:
Even my very heart
Does dwell among the skies.

Fujiwara no Kaneyuki[2]

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[1] Taira no Sadatsugu 平貞継. The identity of this individual is unclear. This poem is his sole appearance in a poetry contest.

[2] 藤原兼行

SZS III: 176

At a time when he produced a Hundred Poem Sequence, His Majesty composed this as a poem on orange blossoms.
五月雨にはなたちばなのかをる夜は月すむ秋もさもあらばあれ

samidare ni
hanatachibana no
kaoru yo wa
tsuki sumu aki mo
sa mo araba are
Early summer showers fall, and
Orange blossom
Scents the night;
The clear, bright moon of autumn
Hardly seems to match it…

Emperor Sutoku