Ode to spring (in several haikus)

An unnoticed bush

One day covered with blossoms–

Ephemeral joy


Sun at an angle;

Leaves on trees hanging, opaque,

Become translucent


Dry, brown, weed-like plant–

Nevertheless you’ve charmed me:

Rusted elegance


Shadows of branches,

They dance around as we talk:

Our lunch in the park


One week every year,

She blooms into pink beauty,

A heart opening


Walking to the train,

Hands not hidden in pockets,

His fingers clasp mine


Outside my window

White trees blow their white blossoms,

The snow I welcome


Birds in the morning,

Indifferent to me in bed,

Please go on singing


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