Irises blue bloom
Among the bones of old dreams
Beauty breeding its false hopes—
Depth Charge: While looking for Japanese poetry that references the iris, I came across a haiku by Shushiki:
Dead my old fine hopes
And dry my dreaming, but still…
Iris, blue each spring
I could totally hear Morticia Addams saying these lines, which immediately brings my friend Christine to mind. Then there is, of course, the inescapable T.S. Eliot, give or take a month.
This year for my birthday we are having fun with Hanafuda and Tarot cards.
To see all the Hanafuda/Tarot tanka posted to date, click here.
To read the chapbook Happy Birthday Hanafuda by Andrew Grimes Griffin just click on the link. To download a pdf, right click on the link and select “Save link as…”