stones know
how to move or stay still,
to let time curve
their sharp edges
.
I can see the mermaid on this stone!

stones know
how to move or stay still,
to let time curve
their sharp edges
.
I can see the mermaid on this stone!

her eyes widen…
the hollow gourd’s
glow

Happy Halloween!

rainy Sunday
the espresso maker babbles
and spurts

humility –
the descending path
to the sea

Day of Ashes
the tense muscle
relaxes

felt flowers —
searching for my
inner child

‘Felt flowers’ is wet-felted twice, dimensions: 22 x 27 cm
that age-long allure
of reflections…
Narcissus

chaos theory
I tell him it’s not
that simple


pen and paper
my entrance to another
world

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gravity
what does it mean
to be human
Photo of model skeletons in the Physiotherapy Practice I visit.
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clipped wings…
letting go, letting go
letting go

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blooming—
how each day
counts

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slipped disc…
yet another nail
in my spine

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unfurling fronds
my digital legacy
in the cloud
Gratitude! Originally included in Robert Epstein’s Beyond The Grave: Contemporary Afterlife Haiku, 2015, this haiku
has been translated into Chinese by Chen-ou Liu, 劉鎮歐 and included in Butterfly Dream!
Chinese Translation (Traditional)
展開的蕨葉
存儲在雲端平台中
我的數位遺產
Chinese Translation (Simplified)
展开的蕨叶
存储在云端平台中
我的数位遗产
meadow walk—
where shadows cross
the stream

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From my walk through the Schmutter meadows in Neusaess.
animal shelter
the robot dog keeps lifting
its leg

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by the sweat
of their brow—
Labour Day

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next to
the Book of Genesis…
The Descent of Man

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Statue of a Satyr in the garden of the Residenz, Würzburg, Lower Franconia, Bavaria, Germany
olive branch
to where olives
grow

points of view—
as the sun moves across
the sky



on the road—
the wounded deer’s
panting
machine song
the plug-in maker’s
baritone voice
.
#scifaiku #sciencepoetry
marmelada
my tongue savours
the word
.
Prompt: marmalade