Haiga Archive

gold garlands
from hazel trees in winter
frosted lace

Seeming sleepy
Bundled up in the mist,
Silence of water
 
Comme ensommeillée
Emmitouflée dans la brume,
Silence de l’eau

summer storm—
the purring of the plane
beyond the swirls of the sea

in the basin…
the remains
of a shooting star

sun at zenith
the old castle overlooks
the timeline

old ramparts
in every crack
a fragment of history

requiem mass—
the rumble
of thunder