Collage, AW, 2009
A new poem and a poem I wrote a while ago, both to honour the cherry blossom:
I’m mindful of the cusp of blossom time.
I’m mindful of the need to be ready.
I’m mindful of the need to evade thoughts of kettles
and other hardware.
in full costume;
The bridgegroom puts a morsel in her mouth:
Blossom reaches down.
© AW, 2013