Haiga Archive

an unfinished kanji
and one can understand it yet
halfway through life

moonless night
the wind sways
the lantern light

that moment
first light— stillness

blind baby bulbul
mouth opens; looking for god
and his promises

the tulip lamp casts
no shadow on
the cherry table
postcards from Istanbul,
Odessa, Ithaca
her travels
Liliana’s key

stargazing app—
seeing through the floor
to the southern cross

hairy woodpecker…
drum beats
of a lonely heart