2020
burnt to the ground
under forest ashes
a firefighter’s glove
winter dawn
weight of chill on the willow
unfelt
lockdown
distance does not matter
starry night
a town
full of saints
full of sins
closed museum
chalk exhibition
on the pavement
writing haiku
dipping my pen
in the stars
june rain
washing traces of
a homeless snail
morning breeze
halts and nestles
into a foxglove
anxieties
in nature’s dictionary
untyped
a butterfly
fluttering, floating, filling
the summer
spring pond
jump by jump
ripples by a frog
sudden shower
a tourist cursing
a half opened umbrella
after drizzle
winking sun
puddle to puddle
forest stream
a baby toad is sailing
on a leaf
small gathering
nature activists manifestation
all life matters
gentle breeze
through the bamboo chime
autumn slow pace
july dawn
hundreds of sun rays fall
on a single dew
maasia mara
fading sound of cowbells
lulling the starry night
beach walk
an seashell disappearing
in its shade
noisy children
a bumble-bee hiding
in a trumpet flower
railway station
on the white keys of a piano
playing a skinhead
forest stream
i try to leap
with a chilly breeze
deep ocean dark
a wale’s been chased
by a flock of face masks
calm see
participating in my zazen
a tiny wave
asking a sex worker
if i could pay
in instalments
mantis
shadow boxing
heat wave
a bee corpse
illustrating
end of summer
mindfulness workshop
every eye is focused
on a dozing cat
curl of moon
wandering with me
through time’s labyrinth
old pictures
i laugh
at my fake smile
three village crows
caught in the rain
caw caw caw
searching for fish
the blue heron
never has a day off
dawn
hill is devoured
mist
beyond
dual and non-dual
rising moon
visiting the cemetery
remembering dying
remembering living
on its trace
to maturity
baby snail
autumn wind
the stage is set
whirling leaves
izmir quake
under the rubble
a headless dole
a café with wifi
full of people
empty of heart contact