April 21, 2017
by richibi
“Mount Fuji Seen Throught Cherry Blossom“
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walking to market today, slowly, so as to
not upset my aching back, but conversely
also to smell the flowers, I stopped to
read the poetry someone, or rather, some
people – for you could tell by the different
literary moods and styles – had written on
the sidewalk, some not at all bad
my favourite had these lines which shall
for me remain immortal for their verve
as well as for their quirky ambiguity
don’t forget to shine your light
nothing can stop your kryptonite
kryptonite is the substance that killed
Superman, I thought, had this been
overlooked by the poet or had s/he
taken this into account, is there a
contradiction here or a paradox, a
riddle or just nonsense, one could’ve
instead used dynamite, I surmised,
then carried on
above me the cherry blossoms bloomed,
powder pink and white, the same colours,
I noted, as the chalk used on the sidewalk,
life coincidentally imitating art, reflecting,
commenting on it
Richard
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