Haiga Archive

Walpurgis night wind
Veils tight to their bodies,
the nymphs are dancing

A blue heron
gliding across the stream
to the other shore

the grass wave followed
by the shadow of a cloud,
a cooler breath.

Now in the mountains
once more a heavy snow fall.
We have to move on.

New calendar
I look at photographs:
Different times

In bone-chilling wind
ringing bells at midnight
familiar songs

Shoulder to shoulder
the children blessed in their sleep
Saint Nicholas night