Category: Rose’s Blog

  Persimmon Bread Nobody bakes Persimmon Bread in the spring, Or in the summer for that matter. Persimmons are autumn’s glorious gift, The last free

  At Last   Sudden rain falls through October’s lingering plumeria blossoms, Turning in twilight’s trade winds. The sidewalks shine in the streetlight’s wet glow,

  ​September can surprise us. In areas with a traditional four-season climate, such as Canada and the Northern United States, September can bring the first

  On the green island, The first pink peonies bloom; The azaleas fade. ​This month we will say a wistful sayonara to our summer interlude

  The round red sun, like The Japanese flag, glows through Osaka’s dense smog. ​ Our recent adventures in Japan began in Osaka and the

  Oleander Nights   Darkness settles after eight, Shifting the oak leaves into Shadowy clouds. The evening star is out, And below it, a star-like

  ​In bright May sunlight, A fragrant yellow rose blooms By the chain link fence. ​ May is a busy and joyful month with lovely

  ​The air turns humid As snails slide through the twilight Under the lilacs.   With the dove’s last call, The full moon’s dazzling light

  Nothing is so beautiful as spring– When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush; Thrush’s eggs look little low heavens and thrush

  ​While the sensei serves Green New Year’s tea, five colors Mingle in the clouds.   ​   My husband Wayne gave me an unusual gift for