The modern man

drowning into his own dilemmas

exaggerating in order to make others care

ignoring the transformations of nature

Haiku: Valentina.

Sakura’s feast

walking on the blossoming meadow

dancing through the soft pink sakura drops

relieving heaviness of my eyelids

Haiku: Valentina.


I lost my old manuscript

in a blossoming day of joyous spring

on the river’s green draft

Haiku: Valentina.

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