Haiga Archive

building—
do you share my confusion
under this clouded sky?

don’t despair leaves—
I took 10 years
to learn how to float

no bites—
perhaps the merganzers
will teach me to fish

milkweed—
truly, have you no concerns
about death?

such good fortune!
today, the mirror fails
to reflect my face

splintered summer so harsh… so startling

sandstorm
the wren tucks its head
beneath its wing