Haiga Archive

autumn
a fish swimming
in heaven

the dawn divided
the night from the day honeymoon
in the mountains

politician
I put on new clothes
for the scarecrow

morning
eases in slowly
one day
i’ll wake with you gone
to someone elses’ dream

the Feast of Mary—
chldren washing their faces
with well water

ever shortening
these days as we gather
low autumn sun

hair damp
from the soft air
my toes
anchor into this strange beach
your last kiss still lingering