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Reikeiden no nyōgo uta’awase 03

Plum Blossom

Left

わがやどにふきくるかぜのにほへるはかきねのむめのはなやちるらむ

wa ga yado ni
fukikuru kaze no
nioeru wa
kakine no mume no
hana ya chiruramu
To my house
The breeze comes blowing
With the scent of
The plum by my brushwood fence—
Maybe the blossoms are scattering?

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Right (Win)

をしむとてをりしばかりをむめのはなそでににほひのたえずまるかな

oshimu tote
orishi bakari o
mume no hana
sode ni nioi no
taezumaru kana
How dear to me, I think, are,
Just plucked,
These plum blossoms, for
Their scent upon my sleeves
Will ever cling!

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[i] This poem is included in Shoku kokinshū (I: 66), attributed to Kanemori, with the headnote ‘A poem from the Poetry Match held by the Reikeiden Junior Consort’.

Aru tokoro no kōbai awase

The only surviving poem from this match[i] occurs in the personal collection of Fujiwara no Takamitsu 藤原高光 (939-?), Takamitsu-shū (11), with the headnote, ‘From a scarlet plum blossom match.’

うぐひすのすをくひそむるむめの花いろもにほひもをしくも有るかな

uguisu no
su o kuisomuru
mume no hana
iro mo nioi mo
oshiku mo aru kana
The warbler has
His nest begun to weave
Among the plum blossom;
Their hues and glow, both,
How he must regret!

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While scarlet plum (kōbai 紅梅) is used as a topic for acrostics in Uda’in uta’awase (905), there are no other examples of it being used in any other poetry match, nor are there any other examples of ‘scarlet plum matches’ (kōbai awase 紅梅合) recorded. Given what we know of the details of Takamitsu’s life and career (see below), Hagitani (1958, 419) suggests that it is most likely that this was a private event for Takamitsu’s intimate circle, held in late 960 or early 961.

Takamitsu was the eighth son of Fujiwara no Morosuke 藤原師輔 (909-960) and was appointed to the position of Minor Captain of the Inner Palace Guards, Right Division (Ukonoe shōshō 右近衛少将) in 960; he is also listed among the participants in the Dairi uta’awase – Tentoku yo-nen. In 961, however, he took orders under the name of Jokaku 如覚, settling in Tōnomine 多武峰 in what is now Nara prefecture the following year.[ii] The poems he exchanged here with his wife and sister formed the basis for Tōnomine shōshō monogatari 多武峯少将物語 (‘Tale of the Minor Captain in Tōnomine’), a short work thought to be produced a few years afterwards. Despite his limited poetic oeuvre, Fujiwara no Kintō regarded him sufficiently highly to include him as one of the Thirty-Six Poetic Immortals, although perhaps this is unsurprising as Takamitsu’s daughter was the mother of Kintō’s wife; he has a total of twenty-three poems in imperial anthologies, including four in Shūishū, under both his lay and religious names.[iii]


[i] Aru tokoro no kōbai awase 或所紅梅合

[ii] Eiga monogatari relates the events surrounding Takamitsu’s taking orders, remarking, ‘Someone is sure to mention Takamitsu whenever people speak of sad things’ (McCullough and McCullough 1980, 92)

[iii] The poems are: Rhododendron [sakunamusa]. 紫の色にはさくなむさしのの草のゆかりと人もこそ見れ murasaki no / iro ni wa saku na / musashino no / kusa no yukari to / hito mo koso mire ‘In violet hues / It must bloom not— / Lest on Musashi Plain / With the grasses a bond / Folk, too, imagine!’ Dharma Master Jogan (VII: 360); When gazing at the moon, around the time he got the idea to become a monk. かくばかりへがたく見ゆる世の中にうら山しくもすめる月かな kaku bakari / hegataku miyuru / yo no naka ni / urayamashiku mo / sumeru tsuki kana ‘When so very / Hard it seems to pass through / This mundane world / Indeed, I envy / The moon, dwelling there, so clear!’ Fujiwara no Takamitsu (VIII: 435); While he was residing at Mount Hiei, and someone asked him for some incense, he sent this, attached to a branch of plum from which the blossom had scattered. 春すぎてちりはてにける梅の花ただかばかりぞ枝にのこれる haru sugite / chirihatekeru / mume no hana / tada ka bakari zo / eda ni nokoreru ‘Spring is gone and / All scattered are / The plum blossoms: / Only their fragrance / Lingers on the branch!’ Dharma Master Jogan (XVI: 1063); and: Written down on a pieice of folded paper when the snow was falling, around when he was deciding to become a monk. 世の中にふるぞはかなき白雪のかつはきえぬる物としるしる yo no naka ni / furu zo hakanaki / shirayuki no / katsu wa kienu / mono to shirushiru ‘Through this mundane world / Fleetingly falling / The snow, so white, / Is swift to vanish— / That I know only too well…’ Fujiwara no Takamitsu (XX: 1332)

Tōgū gakushi noritada uta’awase 07

The scent of orange blossom incense on the breeze[i]

Left

ふくかぜに花たちばなぞにほふなるむかしのそでにあやまたれつつ

fuku kaze ni
hanatachibana zo
niou naru
mukashi no sode ni
ayamataretsutsu
With the gusting breeze
Orange blossom’s
Fragrance comes—
For those sleeves of bygone days
Do I ever mistake it…

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Right

つねよりもことにもあるかなけふをまつはなたちばなのかぜのにほひは

tsune yori mo
koto ni mo aru kana
kyō o matsu
hanatachibana no
kaze no nioi wa
More than ever
So special it is!
For today have I awaited,
Orange blossom’s
Scented breeze…

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In general, orange blossom is scented during early summer showers or has its fragrance carried on the evening breeze, so I wonder about the folk of bygone days: there’s nothing to compare it with, making the Left’s poem as hackneyed as one on Isonokami, yet there’s nothing special about it, like a weed growing under the eaves. The Right’s poem has ‘for today have I awaited’, which I think requires a reference to sweet-flags. My overall impression of both poems is that their conceptions are unclear.

[Judge’s poem missing]


[i] Rōkitsu bōfū 盧橘芳風

Tsurayuki uta’awase 04

Love

Left

わが恋は春のなかばになりにけり花のにほひに影やみゆると

wa ga koi wa
haru no nakaba ni
narinikeri
hana no nioi ni
kage ya miyuru to
My love
In the heart of spring
Has come about:
In the glow of blossom
Can I see her face…

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Right

春はなほくるしかりけりさくら花いろのつきつつ恋のまされば

haru wa nao
kurushikarikeri
sakurabana
iro no tsukitsutsu
koi no masareba
Spring is ever
Full of pain:
The cherry blossoms’
Hues exhausted, as
My love is at its strongest…

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Entō ōn’uta’awase 21

Round Twenty-One

Left (Win)

しがらきの外山の末の郭公たが里ちかき初音なるらん

shigaraki no
toyama no sue no
hototogisu
ta ga sato chikaki
hatsune naruran
In Shigaraki
At the foothills’ end
A cuckoo
By whose estate
Might let out his first cry?

Takasuke
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Right

橘のにほひを空に尋ねきて山時鳥なかぬ日ぞなき

tachibana no
nioi o sora ni
tazunekite
yamahototogisu
nakanu hi zo naki
Orange blossom’s familiar
Scent within the skies
I seek out, while
The mountain cuckoo
Fails to sing on not a single day…

Shimotsuke
42

The Left poem’s ‘near whose estate does it first call’ does not sound bad. The Right’s poem, too, seems to have no faults to mention, yet the Left still wins by a hair.

Teishi-in ominaeshi uta’awase 01

In the year after that in which the Teishi Emperor relinquished the throne, he held a maidenflower match, making no instruction as to who should lead the teams of the Left and Right, so His Majesty and Her Majesty, the Empress, fulfilled those roles.

Left

くさがくれあきすぎぬべきをみなへしにほひゆゑにやまづみえぬらむ

kusagakure
aki suginubeki
ominaeshi
nioi yue ni ya
mazu mienuramu
Hidden ‘mongst the grasses
Has she spent the autumn,
This maidenflower—
Is it for her glow that
She is soon discovered?

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Right

あらがねのつちのしたにてあきへしはけふのうらてをまつをみなへし

aragane no
tsuchi no shita nite
aki heshi wa
kyō no urate o
matsu ominaeshi
As ore
Below the earth
Has she spent the autumn,
For today’s first round
Awaiting—a maidenflower.

2[2]


[1] Shinsen man’yōshū 508

[2] Shinsen man’yōshū 530; Fubokushō 4229.

Shiki koi sanshu uta’awase – Spring

Spring

Left

春のたつ霞の衣うらもなく年を経てこそ花の散りけれ

haru no tatsu
kasumi no koromo
ura mo naku
toshi o hete koso
hana no chirikere
Spring does sew
A robe of haze
Without an underlay,
The year passes by in
A scattering of blossom

1

春の野の雪間をわけていつしかと君がためとぞ若菜摘みつる

haru no no no
yuki ma o wakete
itsushika to
kimi ga tame to zo
wakana tsumitsuru
Across the springtime meadows
Do I forge between the snows,
Eagerly, so eagerly,
For you, my Lord,
Have I gathered fresh herbs!

2

春霞かすみこめたる山里はこほりとくともかげはみえじを

harugasumi
kasumi kometaru
yamazato wa
kōri toku tomo
kage wa mieji o
The haze of spring
Blurs all around
A mountain retreat,
Even were the ice to melt
I could see no sign of it!

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Right

梅枝にきゐる鶯年毎に花の匂ひをあかぬ声する

ume ga e ni
ki’iru uguisu
toshigoto ni
hana no nioi o
akanu koesuru
Upon the plum tree’s branches
Has come to rest the warbler;
Every single year, that
Of the blossoms’ scent
He cannot get his fill he sings.

4

桜色に花さく雨はふりぬとも千しほぞそめてうつろふなそで

sakurairo ni
hana saku ame wa
furinu tomo
chishio zo somete
utsurou na sode
Cherry-coloured
Blossoms flower, as the rain
Falls on, yet
Dyed a thousand times
Fade not, o, my sleeves!

5

青柳のいとはるばると緑なる行末までも思ひこそやれ

aoyagi no
ito harubaru to
midori naru
yukusue made mo
omoi koso yare
The willow’s
Branches dangle lengthily
So green
Right to the very end
Will I fondly think of you.

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