All Things Must Pass

I love the month of May. The nights are growing longer and it’s been warm enough to sit on the patio until early evening. Although most of the blossom has disappeared from the trees, we have a large rose bush covered in pink flowers, and honeysuckle covers the trellis, as well as the trunk and branches of the cherry tree. The scent is delicious and will last into summer, when it will be superseded by the pungent smell of dried grass with a hint of the meadow flowers I sowed several weeks ago.

the sun’s light is spent –
we follow its faded ghost
into the moonlight

Kim M. Russell, 20th May 2024

It’s Haibun Monday at the dVerse Poets Pub and Frank is our host with a little May Transience.

He says that May is ‘a month of lengthening days, blooming flowers, and rising temperatures… Yet how quickly such a bounty passes. Flowers wilt, blossoms fade, and days pass.’ He says it’s a time to remember transience, the impermanence of everything, also known as Mono no Aware, which he has explained in great detail, as well as giving us some lovely examples.

Frank would like us to let’s imbue our haibun with Mono no Aware. We may write on any topic (although bonus points to one related to May) as long as our haibun embody that wistful sadness marking the beauty of transience.

48 thoughts on “All Things Must Pass”

  1. I also love May! My mother always had fresh picked tulips and lilacs on the table for my birthday parties when I was young. And of course, with it name, have always been partial to Lily of the Valley! “delicious” scents indeed….and love your haiku.

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    1. You’re an hour ahead of us, and we still have daylight until eight. I haven’t seen the Northern Lights yet, although they’ve been spotted and photographed all over Norfolk.

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  4. I’m another may-bird – my mother picked fragrant wallflowers and left a vase of them by ny bedside one day of May. Lovely haibun, and haiku, and a wistful reminder of impermanence from George Harrison, playing as I type this – thank you, and happy moon-ing!

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  14. Luv this haibun. There is a humble sense of acceptance to seasonal change. The ghost of the sun’s light in the haiku is a lovely dramatic image.

    Thanks for dropping by my blog

    much♡love

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  18. Pink roses and honeysuckle are all over our neighborhood–they do mark the transition to summer, in a sweetly scented way as your haibun so splendidly describes, before they too fade.

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  23. Oh the rich feast of smells and visuals, but also how both the day and life itself transit to dark and moonlight, beautiful imagery. BTW All Thongs Must Pass is my all time fave album.

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