Viewing the Cherry Blossoms at the Japanese American Historical Plaza

Long after the war
they raised these stones.
Long after the war
they planted these cherry trees
and underneath them wrote haiku
of loss and return.
Now every spring a petal falls
for every refugee
for every detainee
for every family forced from home by war.
Every year the trees grow bigger—
Lord, what’s the use of memorials
when people forget?


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