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Thursday, January 06, 2011

after: 11

piercing cold
I kiss a plum blossom
in my dream

Soseki 1867-1916

On the significance of plum blossoms in Japanese haiku, see the note to "after: 10."

For an explanation of "afters," see the post for Nov. 2,2010


Blogger Gillena Cox said...

plum trees will bloom
but first the new year's

-Issa, 1823

3:23 PM  
Blogger Bill said...

Thanks for that, Gillena. Of course, Issa was writing in the context of the lunar calendar, according to which the new year begins at the threshold of spring. We still have a wait for the plum blossoms.

4:00 PM  
Blogger Crafty Green Poet said...

ah, here the jackdaws are already pairing up, in the snowy branches, Spring will come...

11:04 AM  
Blogger Tikkis said...

Ha, trying to eat it?!

3:12 AM  
Blogger Bill said...

We do what we can, tikkis.

12:30 PM  

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