Saturday, March 7

viola riviana














viola riviana
close bosom friend of
primroses and phlox

wild violets
complement the cowslip
my soul dances for joy


why did the cow slip?
because she saw the bull rush
old chestnut


ne o tsukete / onago no yoku ya / sumire-so

women's desire
deeply rooted—
wild violets

Chiyo-ni

17th century



My gardener's heart has to point out that pansies are not wild violets but a horticultural hybrid, nor are African violets, which are a totally different species, known as saintpaulia.
Cowslip is Primula veris, the taller type of wild primrose, as in my picture. Primula vulgaris, below, lower to the ground, is the one found by waysides and in fields in large numbers at present. My garden is overrun with them, but they are very welcome.










Written for a prompt at CarpeDiem

4 comments:

Gillena Cox said...

what a lovely post i'm delighted by my visit here

much love...

Bastet's Waka Library said...

Your series of haiku were lovely to read ... ah ...but your water colour was simply fantastic!

Happy to know why the cow slipped :-D ... Bastet

Anonymous said...

Beautiful - the haiku, the photos and the painting, all lovely. And I didn't even know the joke!

joanna said...

Yes. looking back, it IS rather nice.