I've been appreciating medieval Japanese Tankas lately, in books given to me last Xmas. I'm still in the "Spring" section" (ancient Japanese always organized their collections by season, starting with the lunar New Year), which is when they went mental for Cherry blossoms. Hence the influence.
I could talk Tankas all day.
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To see boughs blossom
Reminds me of your bosom
And lips I left home,
To know you are not here makes
The Spring Sun so cold and bare
Under the Moonlit Sky
White blossoms mock your wedding
Dress, hung on a rack
Without you in it, the Moon
Sees us both, and laughs, and cries
Here Spring blossoms bloom
So bold, their aroma floats
As a mist blown East,
I lay my kiss upon
It's cloud, so you may catch it
It's cloud, so you may catch it
White fruit tree petals
On Main street, the wind throws you
Careless in the road,
Makes you hustle back and forth
Like Rat Race Men who are numb
Makes you hustle back and forth
Like Rat Race Men who are numb
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