春風の
花を散らすと
見る夢は
さめても胸の
騒ぐなりけり
-- 西行
the Spring wind
scattering blossoms
I saw it in a dream
but when I awoke the sound
was still rustling in my breast
-- Saigyō, translator unknown
ねがはくは
花の下にて
春死なむ
そのきさらぎの
もち月のころ
-- 西行
Let me die in spring
under the blossoming trees,
let it be around
that full moon
of Kisaragi month
-- Saigyō, translator Burton Watson
Welcome to my salon pour une. Enjoy the cherry blossoms.
A pandemic rages on outside and the world holds on.
I told someone else: the best way to get through this is together. We’ll look out for one another, we’ll take care of one another.
The world won’t look the same after this, but we’ll still have to live in it. Let’s rebuild it to make it easier to take care of one another.