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Ode to Sakura: A Poem

April 19, 2022 Sarah Hinlicky Wilson

Ode to Sakura


The blossoms that launched ten
            thousand haiku!
O poets, how can I
            compete with you?
You’ve already nailed
            impermanence,
and mujō illusions,
            and fleeting scents.
There’s naught left to say on
            the shades of pinks,
The florally flurries and
            cascading winks,
The scattering, scattering
            as it all falls,
The hanami picnics
            and dango balls.
You captured an excerpt of
            yester-Edo.
Fast-forward to steel-
            gray Tokyo:
The vision that gives me the
            greatest delight
’s a contrast that’s starker than
            day versus night:
A sakura starburst
            like pale pink fires
Set opposite vectors of
            high-tension wires.
It is not poetic, de-
            void of all charm;
Industrialism’s
            deflowering arm.
But unities bore me,
            lacking the tang
Of startling juxtapo-
            sition. The tang
Of sharp recognition
            throbs in my heart
When I see brought together what
            should stand apart.
The blossoms and wires hold
            hope to re-glue
The shards of myself that are
            cloven in two.

(words and photos by Sarah Hinlicky Wilson)

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