Category: Haiku

November 22nd

when days are short, don’t try to do much work – but always reflect deep

November 21st

nandina berries – as if nature’s blood has frozen in poisonous drops…

November 19th

fallen leaves pile up, run with the wind, roll down the slope, sink in the river

November 18th

a bowl of porridge steams against the window – heat turns into crystals

November 17th

withering wind blows, branches freeze – seconds ago they were gold with leaves