Mujo

For Paul’s Poetics. We are to write about change. Mujo is the Japanese word for change. A couple of years ago I did a haibun prompt for dVerse about Ch-ch-ch-changes, mujo. Now we have it in poetry form. Change is good! I outlined my plans for changes in my haibun Monday. Mono no aware is the term for sadness of at the passing of things.

Mujo
Bare plum tree – skeleton
sleeping upright in deep snow –
shivers in wind dreams –
Plum tree awakes – buds
sprout tiny and vulnerable
awaiting spring warmth.
the first plum blossom –
sweet star shines under blue sky –
birds make their wishes –
plum tree blossoms – pink
constellations now earthbound –
heavenly river.
Pink stars laugh for a day –
rains rush overnight –
stars fade, fall onto grass.
all things grow faint – weary – die away –
wind blows the petals
across the grass –
beauty is brief –
mono no aware

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33 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. sarahsouthwest
    Nov 28, 2017 @ 01:10:03

    This seems to have a classically Japanese sensibility to me, that celebration of the transient.

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  2. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
    Nov 28, 2017 @ 15:28:22

    The beauty of grief… love that image of petals falling… truly lovely.

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  3. paul scribbles
    Nov 28, 2017 @ 15:32:02

    Such a well constructed and sensory poem and crafted as if with soft brush strokes. Loved it.

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  4. Glenn Buttkus
    Nov 28, 2017 @ 15:45:04

    It is a word painting, a short visual treat, a metaphor and more. Yes, beauty is brief, and we must own all it, grief as well as joy. Here is in the winter of my days, I see that life is brief, and I still struggle to own its allness.

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  5. Jane Dougherty
    Nov 28, 2017 @ 16:23:25

    Beauty is brief on one of its forms, but I think you’ve shown us that there is beauty even in the still, starkness after the bright blossom has fallen.

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  6. whippetwisdom
    Nov 28, 2017 @ 16:45:00

    A beautiful write Toni, I love the way you paint the transient journeys we witness and how ‘pink stars laugh for a day’ ☺💖

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  7. Vivian Zems
    Nov 28, 2017 @ 17:55:01

    Great job! A slideshow is what you’ve created.
    My fav line is …’Pink stars laugh for a
    day’

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  8. Beverly Crawford
    Nov 28, 2017 @ 19:57:37

    Yes, it is indeed a word painting, a gift for us all!

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  9. nosaintaugustine
    Nov 28, 2017 @ 20:30:26

    A lovely poem for one that begins and ends with death. Love that image of the skeletal tree in the snow!

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    • kanzensakura
      Nov 28, 2017 @ 22:00:34

      Thank you. My mother died in June and I thought of her and that great change in my life when I wrote this.

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  10. Victoria C. Slotto
    Nov 28, 2017 @ 20:54:57

    Oh my, how lovely and significant. I love how this makes me feel. There is a freedom in letting go. So sorry I haven’t shown up (yet). Have been out all day both Monday and today. David did a 2nd Thanksgiving Sunday because we were with friends and no leftovers to take home. So today, with the surplus of turkey we could never eat, we made sandwiches and handed them out to homeless at an encampment. We ran out way to early. So hard to see, so many in such difficult situations with temps way below freezing.

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    • kanzensakura
      Nov 28, 2017 @ 21:59:15

      How wondrous what you did. I went to Walmart and scarfed up 3 turkey breasts, reduced down to almost nothing. I took them to the food kitchen here with me and baked it and the other volunteers made sandwiches as well and we made sides to go with and so the Meals on Wheels and No Child Left Hungry had a most excellent lunch as well as supper (turkey veg soup!). am glad you had such a lovley TG day. And so proud of what you and David did.

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  11. Grace
    Nov 28, 2017 @ 21:07:45

    So brief is that beauty, its sometimes sad to behold them ~ Love specially the heavenly river and Pink stars laughing for a day ~

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  12. Sherry Blue Sky
    Nov 28, 2017 @ 21:38:02

    Your descriptions are so beautifully vivid. Loved every line.

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  13. Magaly Guerrero
    Nov 28, 2017 @ 22:03:56

    I’ve always loved to watch shower petals from cherry trees. Now I find it very strange, that never before have I thought about how sad the loss can be…

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    • kanzensakura
      Nov 28, 2017 @ 22:14:45

      It is a time of melancholy and deep holiness that the Japanese watch the petals blow, knowing how very brief their times is and even more brief, the plum blossoms.

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  14. rothpoetry
    Nov 28, 2017 @ 23:06:44

    The seasons always fascinate me. It is so amazing to see the changes. Watching my grandchildren grow is the same way! Amazing! Great Poem.
    Dwight

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  15. sanaarizvi
    Nov 29, 2017 @ 04:57:29

    Such stunning images in this one, Toni!❤️ Especially love; “Pink stars laugh for a day –
    rains rush overnight – stars fade, fall onto grass.”❤️

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  16. kim881
    Nov 29, 2017 @ 05:26:08

    I love how you follow the year through a plum tree, Toni! I especially enjoyed:
    ‘plum tree blossoms – pink
    constellations now earthbound –
    heavenly river.
    Pink stars laugh for a day’.

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  17. Gospel Isosceles
    Nov 29, 2017 @ 15:08:42

    I took a modern Japanese lit. course in college and remember every story, novel, or excerpt contained this element, mono no aware. The pervasiveness intrigues me about the psyche of the Japanese people. Your poem is beautiful and I love how you focused on the colors. That is what I would miss most, fading into a holocaust or a death, the millions of shades of colors and their harmonies.

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    • kanzensakura
      Nov 29, 2017 @ 15:39:07

      They are a most intriguing people. Wabi sabi, mono no aware, mujo…all of these play an integral part of their daily life. Which is one reason I get so annoyed with people who call every micropoem “haiku”…they aren’t. I have been studying them for 30+ years. I am still learning. I am extremely oriented to the Japanese way of life. Lol….I am even a mid-level practitioner of kendo.

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  18. revivedwriter
    Nov 29, 2017 @ 23:07:51

    I like the imagery in this, especially the tree as a skeleton and the plum blossoms.

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  19. Misky
    Nov 30, 2017 @ 06:47:16

    I heard wind chimes as I read this (No, really – the neighbour’s wind chimes), and it gave this piece a very special feel.

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    • kanzensakura
      Nov 30, 2017 @ 08:08:15

      Coolness! I love windchimes. I think everyone back in this small area has them. I love that you heard them while reading this.

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  20. kaykuala
    Dec 01, 2017 @ 23:40:20

    all things grow faint – weary – die away –
    wind blows the petals across the grass –
    beauty is brief –

    Beauty will not sustain long. Nature is such as to make one clamor for more! Very true Toni!

    Hank

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