mjj (flemmings) wrote,
mjj
flemmings

"Amid April's mist and flowers
He goes down to Yang-jou."

The cherries flutter to the ground in a desultory wind. The sky is the same flat greyish white as the cherry tree's faded blossoms, and the rest of the world the same yellow-green fuzz as its new sprouted leaves; and two weeks ago the falling white really was snow but now it's not.

(Wish I could find a decent Hasui cherry print that would resize readably.)
Tags: hasui, rl_10, verse
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