…some plum haiku…

To the trusting heart
so pure and white: – – –
the plum blossom…

– – – Mokuin

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“compassion instead of revenge”

Crumpling it in your hand
you get the fragrance – so sweet –
plum blossom…

– – – the poetess Chiyo-Ni

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Spring rain:
trickling down the willow’s branches…
wet plum petals scattered on the ground…

– – – Shoha

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The moon at dusk…
plum blossoms falling, scattering
over the koto

– – – Shiki

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The plum-tree’s fragrance
ascending – – –
becomes the haze around the moon

– – – Buson

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A warbler sings so sweet…
and by the eaves…
plum blossoms

– – – Buson

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Sacred dancing on the grass…
…setting up
at the base of the plum tree – – –

– – – Buson

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This morning it’s Spring!…
…and from here to the sea…
…fresh, green barley in the breeze…

Pine branches on the door…
…and in the peony garden
cold patches of snow…

The sound of a carp…
…on the water it’s dark
under the white plum blossom…

– – – Uto, Shusen, Uritsu from Haru no Hi

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Winter plum-blossoms
fell last night…
…and scattered all over the stones

– – – Buson

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In places, still,
it’s lingering cold – – –
just look at the plum blossoms!!!

– – – Buson

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A Spring that no man ever sees –
on the back of her mirror:
a plum-tree in blossom…

– – – Basho

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Heat waves… in the shimmering air
plum petals fall and scatter
all over the stones…

– – – Shiki

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In this summer rain,…
the plum-tree’s leaves are cold…
…and the color of the wind !

– – – Saimaro

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