These are some of my best haiku and senryu of 1997.
That year real life started to seriously interfere ;-) with 'Net life...
I still wrote quite a lot, but my self-criticism also grew.
Small wonder, then, that I posted less...
| sunshine: how bright below the horizon! |
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| never mind these tears: sunny day but the wind's raw |
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| long wait: the neighbour's clock strikes two |
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| far, far away beyond the traffic a nightingale |
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| busy day – two movies, a novel and a cup of tea |
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| scratch of a pen – sitting cross-legged in an easy chair |
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| Midsummer Eve | ||
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| the smell of birch twigs same as when I was six |
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| a kiss, a touch – the empty glasses left on the table |
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| a howl at the balcony door... wind left out |
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| In memoriam Nils Nilsson | ||
| now he's gone what will become of his house, his books? |
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