The sand quarry pond – haibun
Not very far from my house there’s a lake where I like to go and forget about everything every once in a while. I simply sit on its shore, next to a willow, and let my eyes roam all over the place, and if I’m lucky I sometimes listen to a perfect white noise. The … Continue reading
old – haibun
She looked hazed at the drawer in front of her, trying to remember what she came to look for in the first place. “What on earth am I doing here?!…” Then she saw a photo of herself younger, when her hair was still of a raven black and her cheeks still lacked of wrinkles. She … Continue reading
Endless Journey 