Where did the time go?
One day all is fresh and new…
Blink…and it’s long gone.

A moment in time,
now construct a memory
all those years ago.

Lost in nostalgia,
strong sense of “natsukashi”...
always looking back.

Where once was before, 
will now always be after.
Hesitate forward. 
© 2022 Gregory Vessar. A Thousand Miles from Kansas. All Rights Reserved.
Japan 2019. Photo and poem by Greg Vessar.
Categories: Haiku Chain, Philosophy, PoetryTags: , ,


  1. Yep, my favorite Japanese word, for sure. The older I get, the more I feel that the Japanese are right in thinking that the Sakura is like a reflection of human life.

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