Haiga Archive

log over fallen log
the path we take
together

another leaf
falling to the pond
ripples

wolf moon
between the skyscrapers
the howling wind

a long afternoon…
the silence behind
every shadow

supernova… tiny stars spread on all sides

Hvala, draga Đurđa!
Zagrljaj…
Toplo, ali vjetrovito.

we hang
your threadbare dresses
out to air
the prairie wind waltzes
with you one last time

climate change
an old gardener
goes native