Originally posted on Blue Willow Haiku World (by Fay Aoyagi): 口笛を吹くかに闇の白椿　　　飯田史朗 kuchibue o fuku kani yami no shirotsubaki             as though they would whistle…             white camellias             in darkness                                                 Shiro Iida from “Haiku-kai” (“Haiku World,” a monthly haiku magazine), March 2017 Issue, Bungaku No Mori, Tokyo

Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes: ? there is sky all day though clouds come and go sun-chasing rain-washed and we walk with downcast eyes ? there is sky behind the dark lines of dusk when the sun drops out of sight and the light in the puddles is quenched reflecting the ocean of unreflecting…

3/24/20: leek and potato soup floating clouds —pasta fagioli instead ofleek and potato #haiku #micropoetry #poetry

Originally posted on K.: The day is dreary and cold.  A passing subway train, nearly empty, rattles the window as I remove the screen.  A few black umbrellas walk by. The apartments on the opposite side of my building look out on the river and the park.  I wonder if they see signs of spring…

Originally posted on Waar mijn pen ligt, ben ik thuis: ©Peter De lente viert feest natuur heeft het rijk alleen waar geen mensen zijn * spring is in the air fresh blossom is blooming up no people around