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Naidaijin-ke uta’awase 14

Round Two

Left

ま袖もて朝置く霜を払ふかなあへず移ふきくの惜さに

masodemote
asa oku shimo o
harau kana
aezu utsurou
kiku no oshisa ni
From both my sleeves
The morning frost fall
I will brush away!
Reluctant to face the fading
Chrysanthemum’s burden of regret…

Lord Akikuni
27

Right (Both Judges – Win)

露結ぶしも夜の数をかさぬればたへでや菊のうつろひぬらん

tsuyu musubu
shimo yo no kazu o
kasanureba
taede ya kiku no
utsuroinuran
Dewdrops bound with
Frost—when such nights in number
Mount up,
Might it be unbearable that the chrysanthemums
Do fade away?

Lord Morotoshi
28

Toshiyori states: the first poem is extremely charming. Nevertheless, I must question the use of ‘reluctant to face the fading’ as I feel this is something I have not heard before. I can grasp the sense of diction such as ‘unable to do anything about’ or ‘without taking on autumn hues’, but did the poet mean to use the diction ‘unbearable’, perhaps? Even though this is somewhat archaic phrasing, it is used in composition. This poem’s expressions, though, I feel are somewhat unfamiliar. The conception and diction of the second poem are both extremely charming. However, this poem, too, is vague. What is going on with the initial ‘dewdrops bound’? Does it mean that the dewdrops get turned into frost? If so, then, from what is known of the calendar, this is something which only occurs on a single night, and from the following night there is only frost. It sounds as if the conception of this poem, though, is that night after night dew turns to frost, and this would be a fault. Despite this vagueness, however, its tone is elegant, so it seems superior.

Mototoshi states: the poem of the Left has a poetic configuration, but I strongly feel that it would have been preferable not to use the diction ‘both my sleeves’. It does seem as if this was used in the ancient Collection of a Myriad Leaves, but even given that was the case, in the preface to the Ancient and Modern, I recall it saying, ‘On examining the poems of ancient times, we find they use many archaic expressions. These were there not just to please the ear, but simply for moral instruction’. It appears that there are no instances of this piece of diction being used in poetry matches from the period of the Ancient and Modern, Later Selection and Gleanings, and these were all conducted for entertainment. Even in a poetry match conducted in Engi 12 [912], when the term ‘sleeve’ was used, I get the feeling that it was such a source of amusement that the poem was not recited. While the quality of the Right’s poem is not superb, the tone of ‘Dewdrops bound with  / Frost—when such nights in number’ is not bad, so I feel the dew can still remain bound!

Tōin senzai awase 03

Left – Dwarf bamboo[i]

たまとのみつゆのみゆるはささがにのいとををにしてぬけばなりけり

tama to nomi
tsuyu no miyuru wa
sasagani no
ito o o ni shite
nukeba narikeri
Simply as jewels
Do the dewdrops seem, when
Making the tiny crab—the spider’s
Web their thread,
They are strung upon it…

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Right

(Missing)


[i] The topic of this poem is given as ‘Dew’ (Tsuyu 露) in the other text of the match, although the poem is identical. ‘Spider’ (sasgani) contains sasa (‘dwarf bamboo’)/

Sumiyoshi-sha uta’awase kaō ni-nen 40

Round Fifteen

Left

みちしばのつゆわけきつるたびごろもしぐるるよははほしぞわづらふ

michishiba no
tsuyu wakekitsuru
tabigoromo
shigururu yowa wa
hoshi zo wazurau
Through the roadside grasses
Dew have I come forging—
My traveller’s garb
In a midnight shower
I’d dry—what trouble ‘tis, indeed!

Hyōenokami
79

Right (Win)

しぐれするおとにいくたびねざめしてくさのまくらにあかしかぬらむ

shiguresuru
oto ni iku tabi
nezameshite
kusa no makura ni
akashikanuramu
The showers’
Sound, so many times
Has wakened me, so
On my grassy pillow
It seems the dawn can never come!

Michichika
80

The Left’s ‘roadside grasses’ have nothing remarkable about them and, what’s more, fail to link to anything. The Right has a charming conception of feeling the dawn will never come to a grassy pillow, but as in the poem ‘On a winter’s night / How many times / Have I awakened, / Deep in thought, my dwelling’s / Door-crack letting in the light?’, it is more charming to refer to the difficulty of greeting the dawn at the end of a winter’s night. This poem has the speaker being woken countless times by the sound of a shower and seems to convey the feeling of dozing on a dew-drenched pillow, doesn’t it. With that being said, the Right does appear to have some genuine emotion behind it. I would say it wins.