Haiga Archive

deforestation
at the gates of the town
a bear family

a circle of chalk
in the middle of the crowd—
self portrait

trills of birds—
I get away from the trees
to see the forest

little march gift
in the newborn’s stroller
a ladybug

urban rush…
but the autumn sun rises gently
between the blocks

christmas abroad…
the airport closed
for the snow storm

lavender blossoms
scattering in the wind…
which one holds
the yesterday dream
of a butterfly?