Haiga Archive

sakura
an old artist hones in
on one cherry petal

sakura
stary artysta skupia się
na jednym płatku wiśni

growing silence…
only the rhythm
of my breath

rosnąca cisza…
tylko rytm
mojego oddechu

abandoned city—
only the shadows
move with the wind

blowing wind
black shapes on the ceiling
move with its creaking

forgetting…
moss repeats
someone’s name

zapominając…
mech powtarza
czyjeś imię

only heartbeats
surrounded by silence—
a lonely climb

winter drizzle
on the spruce branch
a sparrow settles