Haiga Archive

river trip
paddling through currents
of cicadas

morning sun
the whir of sparrows
stirs the air

the courtship flight
of a tattered moth
fading light

rainbow flakes
every house in the village
painted new

mouth an O
on her very first day
the fresh feel of air

scented letter
from the war field
in early spring
she finds her love
in full bloom

hand by hand
in the twilight park
a chestnut
meets our silence
once in a while