cherry_blossoms misstree i don't remember the word that a boy once taught me, but it was japanese, and it meant, roughly, the beauty of moments of cherry blossoms falling, a single moment, crystalline, the amplification of transience upon the perfection and delicacy of a moment that is forever but only so very briefly. i treasure the word i have lost because the concept is always close and makes my chest swell an extra inch when i am swept up. 050822 ... a thimble in time sakura matsuri 050822 ... jane across the umbrella, she paints a line of cherry blossoms on black bark. this is a line i was never intended to see. the vision of it was overwhelming like the time i fell out of the cherry tree 050823 ... z see: cherryblossoms 050823 ... z see: haiku_game 050823 ... jane from_blossoms 050831 ... unhinged this year there was barely a winter fleeting like a whisper or a dream the blossoms come sooner here anyways i haven't seen enough winters here to accurately gage the difference but even i know cherry blossoms for christmas are just too damn early blossoms turn to fruit the fruit already moldy in my refrigerator the season ends just too damn early 150708 what's it to you? who go blather from