morning haze…
snowflakes drifting
to bare branches
.
.
blossom haze…
how weary I feel after
winter
.
.
For Frank Tassone’s Haikai Challenge – blossom haze – (hanagumori). In response, I compare the skies of blossom time to the snow-filled skies here, just a few days ago. (Cherry blossoms are expected to bloom in Toronto next weekend.) The second poem (and perhaps the first) addresses another kind of spring haze.
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Reblogged this on Frank J. Tassone and commented:
#Haiku Happenings #4: Janice’s latest haiku for my current #haikai challenge!
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Thank you, Frank 🙂
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My pleasure, Janice! 🙂
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Marvelous scenes. (@—>—)
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Thank you, Dorna 🙂
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l especially like the second haiku. The most Basho-like haiku that you’ve written. 🙂
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Thank you 🙂
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Exactly. The way I feel too. Winter drains.
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I finally made the connection…it feels odd to experience depletion when I can get outside and work the soil…but there is a pattern and I think it is as you say: ‘winter drains’. I discovered that in German there is actually a word for it: ‘fruhjahrsmudigkeit’.
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And being German, it’s tiring to even pronounce the word!
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It’s quite a mouthful 🙂
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Certainly is!
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It was a long winter. (K)
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Lovely! ❤
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Thank you 🙂
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