Japanese haihu and me

(I use this picture from @dbooster's Steemit blog, I think it just pervades a kind of Japanese-style atmosphere.)

Recently I learn to fall in love with Japanese Haiku. I feel I should owe it to a Steemiar @dbooster who calls himself as an Italian-American lost in Japan.

Every day he issues a wonderful Japanese Haiku written by different Japanese Haiku poets. At the same time he explains them vividly with the help of beautiful pictures or vedios.

Oh, how I wish I could read the origional Japanese in order to enjoy the beauty of Japanese Haiku better!

Please enjoy this Haiku:
本思已忘怀，
徒留侬身，
莫非君之遗物。
--和泉式部
---我这残留在世的躯体，也不过是你的遗物而已。

I don't know how to translate it into English properly. I just know that my tears come to my eyes again.

I miss you, I feel you, my late beloved American husband who passed away in China suddenly!

Today I finally tried to translate this delicate haiku which has struck a strong responsive chord in my heart. Only God knows how I have the same sympathetic feeling of its author --that famous Japanese female poet ( 和泉式部)Lzumi Shikibu during Heian Period when she faced the death of her lover-- Imperial Prince Tametaka.

What's more, I am attracted by another haiku written by Basho Matsuo.

思君我悲痛，
化作秋风萧瑟声，
坟塚也惊动。
Missing you makes me heartbroken, which transforms the autumn wind's rustling(sobbing), your tomb must be shocked, too, although you can't survive any more!

Oh, my most respected American teacher and dearest husband!
I keep on thinking of the scene that we cremated your remains, I feel curious why I didn't kill myself and die quietly besides you at that time, then we could be pushed to the cremetory full of raging flames together.
However, I was strangely calm at the spot. I bought a set of clothes for the deceased, covering your icy and stiff remains, then I watched they wrapped a white sheet around your body... The final result is a pile of bone ash...All our extremely sweet but struggling love story cross nation, race, class is over...over...

Suddenly I doubt I myself just become your remainder. My soul has gone and flown along you to the heaven, my body is still left lonely in the mortal world--like your belongings such as your clothes, your metal chopsticks...

I miss you! You are me, I am you!

I feel these 2 haikus were written for me. So strange, you can always find some poets written just for you. But if you have not such kind of experiences, those poems are lifeless. you can't taste their beauty.

Only by going through death, I get to understand haiku and Japanese literature "mono no aware" well. They say "mono no aware" literature is based on the theory that life is transient like Japanese national flower cherry blossom, which has also been mentioned in @dbooster's haihu blogs a few times.

I resonate with haiku and take comfort from it.

Haiku just captures the beauty of a moment, like my short-term marriage, fleeting and eternal!

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