おほはらやおぼろのしみづ里とほみ人こそくまね月はすみけり
| ōhara ya oboro no shimizu sato tōmi hito koso kumane tsuki wa sumikeri | In Ōhara The misty spring waters Lie far from the village, so Folk do not scoop the up— Clearly only the moon dwells there. |


A folk song about the village of Asahi in Ōmi Province, performed at the eastern celebration of the Great Thanksgiving Service in Chōwa 5 [1016].
あかねさす朝日のさとのひかげぐさ豊明のかざしなるべし
| akane sasu asahi no sato no hikagegusa toyo no akari no kazashi narubeshi | Shining madder red Morning sun rises over Asahi village, Sunlight upon the ground pines, for The banquets, ever lit, A fine hair decoration! |
Sukechika, Master of Service
祭主輔親
Round Two
Left (Tie)
大はらやをしほの里の朝霞ゆききになれし春ぞ忘れぬ
| ōhara ya oshio no sato no asagasumi yukiki ni nareshi haru zo wasurenu | In Ōhara At Oshio estate among The morning haze Accustomed to go back and forth, Never will I forget that springtime! |
The Former Minister of the Centre
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Right
浦人のしほやく里のあさ霞春の物とやわかでみるらん
| urabito no shio yaku sato no asagasumi haru no mono to ya wakade miruran | Folk dwelling by the bay Roasting salt in their village: The morning haze From a scene in spring ‘tis Hard to distinguish, is it not?[1] |
Kozaishō
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The Left’s poem composes ‘Oshio estate among the morning haze accustomed to go back and forth’ and, in addition to seeming to have some feeling in it, displays fine configuration and diction, while the Right’s poem ‘From as scene in spring ‘tis hard to distinguish, is it not?’ recollects Narihira’s poem ‘a scene from spring: ever-falling rain to gaze upon all day’ and has a gentle air about it, so both are difficult to distinguish from each other. I make this a tie.




[1] An allusive variation on KKS XIII: 616.
Left
霜がれの枝となわびそ白雪を花にやとひてみれどもあかず
| shimogare no eda to na wabi so shirayuki o hana ni ya toite miredomo akazu | For the frost-burned Branches, grieve not, for White snows As blossom will visit them, and The sight will never sate. |
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Right
嵐ふく山下里にふる雪はとくむめの花咲くかとぞ見る
| arashi fuku yamashitazato ni furu yuki wa toku mume no hana saku ka to zo miru | The storm wind blows Upon the village ‘neath the mountains, where Fallen snow, Long since, had plum blossom Made seem to bloom? |
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