Haiga Archive

first summer
a young cottontail stays
close to mama

petals and leaves
scattered on the ground
farewells

just for a while this sunset
golden like the burning bush

cornflowers, poppies
on both sides of the border
easing restrictions

olives
scattered over the path…
sharing sun

gloomy day—
in the cemetery chapel
another cv

a new year
there are less of us again
than a year ago

Nowy Rok
znowu jest nas mniej
ni przed rokiem