No Late Cherry Blossoms – May 22, 2015

withered apricot blooms

withered apricot blooms

Padua’s late spring
apricot blossoms have withered
the cherry bears fruit

sit under the persimmon
white blossoms fall in your tea

© G.s.k. ‘15

this tanka was inspired by the following “renga”

pine shows him
late cherries

© Kyohaku

since the cherry blossoms
I’ve waited three months to see
the twin-trunk pine

© Basho (Tr. Jane Reichhold)

As Basho left on his journey into the deep north many friends gave him gifts.   His friend and disciple Kyohaku gifted him this haiku (above) … Takekuma is a place famous for its twin-trunk pine and late-blooming cherry trees.  We see that Basho arrives late to visit Takekuma, he enjoyed seeing the tree perhaps, but the cherry blossoms were long gone.

These brought to mind my recent voyage to Padua … the cherries are now bearing their first fruit … and as I sat in the morning under my son’s persimmon tree its fat blossoms kept falling on the table placed under the tree for shade.  The tree in the photograph is an apricot tree – when I was there is March it was full of white blossoms!

Inspired by Carpe Diem Haiku Kai –  “since the cherry blossoms”

41 thoughts on “No Late Cherry Blossoms – May 22, 2015

    • Me too .. but I don’t think anyone is under the tree today .. cold weather has crossed the Alps bringing us cold weather and rain … it snowed on some of the mountains above our valley!


      • It is cooler (8C) this week as well..I just worry about the winds and rain off and on that will destroy the apple blossoms…this is the peek of apple orchards this week. But the cooler temps are just fine for me.


          • Same here. We have very few cherry trees … but fields and fields of apples trees … one of the main products of our region you know.


          • I have friends whose in-laws moved here from Northern Italy and settled in a small town where I worked years ago near the many apple orchards I write about. I always wondered why they moved to such a small town outside of Montreal. Maybe it felt more like home. Their mother would pick dandelions in the fields and that was the first time we heard of it being edible.


          • You might be right, it would be interesting to know from what area of Northern Italy they came from. Most of Italy is urban … outside of places up in the hills and mountains, which are progressively being abandoned. The first fresh leaves of the dandelion are really very nice to eat in salad we call it rucola which google translates as “rocket” for some reason. The flowers can be turned into a kind of wine.


          • My father made dandelion wine and when my mother was in labour at her parents’ home, GrandPapa took my dad into the basement to sample his wine while waiting 😉


          • It is not an appetizing word in French however, Pissenlit…too bad here we don’t say dent-de-lion instead.


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