Saturday, 5 July 2014

cherry tree for consolation










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  1. Miriam5 July 2014 at 08:28

    ma gandisem, acum cateva ore,cred,la o panza cu caligrafie langa o draperie verde,si langa plante agatatoare-si apoi mi-am dat seama ca seamana ,acest cadru,cu unul pe care il cunoastem amandoua;)
    ce fara egal intentiile si gandurile lor. sa plantezi copacii compasiunii,ai consolarii. oamenii sa se plimbe pe langa ei si sa se intrebe ce oare le face sufletul sa se simta impacat, ce oare este aninat acolo,langa ei,si se leagana asa,ca o inima mangaiata?cred ca draga mea seamana cu acesti copaci, cred ca gradina ei este o salcie aplecata in seara peste vietile celor ce o cauta si apoi o gasesc

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    1. Roxana6 August 2014 at 04:14

      ca o inima mangaiata, ce frumos, draga mea...

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  2. erin6 July 2014 at 05:53

    what better way to speak of humility and patience? (reading Faulkner's The Bear right now and these are his words which would have us living in accordance with instead of against, humility and patience.)

    when my daughter was born we planted an apple tree in ohio. when we owned our first family home with both children we planted two more. there have been times i've seen the apples on the trees in autumn (times i've liberated one or two) and i swear, tissue inside of me has swelled to see them.

    xo
    erin

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    1. Roxana6 August 2014 at 04:15

      i will always cherish the story of these apples, erin...
      and the japanese lessons in "humility and patience" are extraordinary, even nowadays, they have stayed on this path, which is astonishing to notice when one comes from the west...

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  3. Lynne with an e7 July 2014 at 08:27

    A living sort of gravemarker. Lovely. And the memory lasting all these centuries.

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  4. Prospero9 July 2014 at 12:38

    Had Kasho only planted six trees--and what could be more sensible than this?--he would have received little consolation in his old age (except for the substantive royalties from his poetry); furthermore, people today would not have been able to enjoy such an old and floriferous (presumably) tree.

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    1. Roxana6 August 2014 at 04:13

      well, they knew, in their wisdom, that the dwarfs had to be seven as well, after all :-)
      (from Kasho's cherry trees to dwarfs, why don't get royalties for the art of skillful dialogue :-)

      "presumably" is good, i so wish i had been there in spring.

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  5. Prospero10 July 2014 at 04:30

    Of course, back in the day, Japanese royalties for poetry were substancial. Nowadays, royalties are substantial. Ed.

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  6. Cristina2 August 2014 at 13:36

    this is a wonderful way of remembering someone/anyone

    this takes me back to the UK and those benches the British have in almost all their parks. I remember one, in particular, on which it was written: 'For Emily, as she liked watching the lake from here'
    I then started imagining/remembering Emily. it was as if she were there.

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    1. Roxana6 August 2014 at 04:17

      oh,Emily... i am speechless now, imagining the bench, the lake (and you there, imagining all this, too)

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