Haiga Archive

garden gate
sakura blossoms falling
to the earth’s heart

autumn wind
out of the blue
smell of rust

frog spawn slime
in a cup of cold tea
a water worm

no wind
or bright sun
at the end of the day
a poor woman
shares meringues

grapes of all colours…
kids playing hide and seek
through the market stalls

St. Nicholas Day
my niece gifted me
a field of poppies

quince-flavored hookah
the sailor’s dry finger
draws lines on the sand