kissing sakura petals;
the end of spring
There is something almost grotesque about the juxtaposition of the beauty and delicacy of the sakura petals with the the harshness and ugliness of cigarette butts and the effect is magnified by linking them with such a strong emotional word like “kissing.” That jarring sensation underscores the return to reality suggested by your last line about the end of spring.
I really like this poem.
Thank you, Mike.
And with this, the reputation of sigarettebutts is healed. At last, sigarettebutts are seen as something that can love and adore beauty. See, I did not know that, have always hated them when i see them in the street – now I will look at them gently instead
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