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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
41

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.

Entō ōn’uta’awase 20

Round Twenty

Left (Win)

あけぼのは涙やもろき時鳥なくねにおつる杜の下露

akenbono wa
namida ya moroki
hototogisu
naku ne ni otsuru
mori no shitazuyu
With the dawn
Are you swiftly to tears moved
By the cuckoo’s
Calling cries, falling from
The forest drip dewdrops?

Dōchin
39

Right

今もかも昔やこふる橘の花ちる里になく郭公

ima mo kamo
mukashi ya kouru
tachibana no
hana chiru sato ni
naku hototogisu
I wonder, is she now,
As in days gone by, beloved
Where orange
Blossom falls on the estate—
The calling cuckoo?[1]

Dharma Master Nyokan
40

Both Left and Right are of the same quality, yet I wonder about the sound of the Right poem’s final section, so the Left wins.


[1] An allusive variation on: A poem by the Governor-General of Dazai, Lord Ōtomo. 橘の花散る里の霍公鳥片恋しつつ鳴く日しぞ多き tachibana no / hana chiru sato no / hototogisu / kata koishitsutsu / naku hi shi zo ōki ‘Orange / Blossom scatters round my estate where / The cuckoo / For unrequited love / Does cry on many a day…’ Ōtomo no Tabito (MYS VIII: 1473)

Kinkai wakashū 160

Orange blossom at an ancient estate.

いにしへをしのぶとなしにふる里のゆふべの雨ににほふたち花

inishie o
shinobu to nashi ni
furusato no
yūbe no ame ni
niou tachibana
Bygone days
I do not recall, but
At an ancient estate
In the evening rain
Comes the scent of orange blossom.[i]

[i] This poem functions as a reply to: Topic unknown. さつきまつ花橘のかをかげば昔の人の袖のかぞする satsuki matsu / hana tachibana no / ka o kageba / mukashi no hito no / sode no ka zo suru ‘Awaiting the Fifth Month / The orange blossoms’ / Scent fills the air, and / Folk from long ago / With their perfumed sleeves come back to me.’ Anonymous (KKS III: 139).