VIOLETS AND TIME

The woman Sono-jo wrote:

Violets beside the track

Withered
Between the tissue papers —
Violets. 

It is a very simple verse, not striking nor even very original, but it does remind us of beauty and impermanence.

The oldest and last remaining relative of my parents’ generation passed away yesterday morning.  She was 102.  Somehow, Sono-jo’s hokku seems appropriate.

 

David

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