At the end of cherry blossom season, as the petals are falling to the ground like pink snow, we found the perfect haiku written 300 years ago by the great poet Issa:
What a strange thing!
to be alive
beneath cherry blossoms.
We worried that this post — and the poem — would already be out of date by the time we published it.
But when we thought about it, we found the gist applied to way more than cherry blossom season…
What a strange thing!
to be alive
beneath apple blossoms.
…
What a strange thing!
to be alive
beneath magnolia blossoms.
…
What a strange thing!
to be alive
beneath plum blossoms.
…
What a strange thing!
to be alive
*Issa haiku courtesy of the ever-illuminating The Essential Haiku: Versions of Basho, Buson, & Issa (Essential Poets).
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