O water grass,
     how icy it was,
     the last winter? 

- I suppose those are not any watergrasses, but they anyway seemingly thrive in the cold lake-water.

Celebrated my mother-in-law's 85 years. Staying here in Ilomantsi one week. Some noisy birds. Windy but warm weather.

     windy moon 
     traveling behind 
     the thin clouds 

      the spring train 
      not arriving  
      as scheduled?

     a retired man 
     fitting the sunglasses -- 
     entering summer

This was my comment for Bill 12th May 2010. And if some-one will ask I'm that retired man!

     Bankers' crisis -- 
     eight-petalled anemone 
     blooming it's best

Reminded me the following waka:

The eight-petalled cherries
From the Nara capital
Of the ancient past
Today nine layers thick
Have bloomed within our court!

(Ise no Tayuu, tr. by Joshua S. Mostow from
PICTURES OF THE HEART
The Hyakunin Isshu in Word and Image,
Honolulu 1996.)

ps.
(Bankers crisis; The Creeks lived beyond one's means, now the other European countries are helping them, also Finland.)

Oops, it's Mother's Day

# 1

A noisy morning --
capsized coffee cup
in her bed



# 2

Mother's Day's drizzle
watering
the wood anemones



ps.
her coffee cup in the middle

Post # 765

When last time in Helsinki I took the metro from Siltasaari downd to Ruoholahti. When rised up from The Ruoholahti Station of the Metro, I found a group of parked bicycles, bright colored. & a sunny day.

   
     menopause -- 
     the bicycles 
     appealing to ride

I checked with my wife the word "menopause" as a kigo, - An autumn, September, perhaps October, she said.
- And the males got also those, she said.

I looked my bicycle; waiting for me in slight drizzle.

     mayday!
     

Original Ezra Pound's 1913 poem "In a Station of the Metro":

The apparition of these faces in the crowd;
Petals on a wet, black bough.