Here is one of my favorite paintings. It's part of a series on peonies that is completely fabulous and makes me like peonies even though they look like inappropriately drunk old women and are always crawling with ants. On a related note, if you find yourself in the Chicagoland area, you should go visit the Modern Wing at the Art Institute. Just do it, trust me.
The haikus of Takarai Kikaku:
AH! The Peonies
For which
Kusonoki
Took off his A(r)mour
The White Peony
at the moon
one evening
crumbled
and
fell.
From the heart
of the peony
a drunken
bee.
The Peony fell
Spilling out
yesterday's
rain.
The Peony
Quivers
Quivers.
