Haiku # 619

Last poem of the year…
the ink of this heart
a vanishing dream


Une année se termine…
la mort de plus proche
regarde mon visage


Enfoncé dans la neige…
ce tonnerre de silence
dans le blanc de mon âme


Haiku # 563

Village hike…
from the mountain top I can see
my sister’s grave


Returning to the village…
the old trees have died,
new ones are sprouting


Stepped on a hot coal
my sister limping
all the way home

Written during a hike in Tannourine, Lebanon. March 2018.