Shrove Tuesday
the day dressed up
in frosty wind

Shrove Tuesday
a lion frolics
on piles of snow

Shrove Tuesday
overnight the postman
has grown a mustache

Shrove Tuesday
the crow
still a crow

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pustni torek
dan preoblečen
v leden veter

pustni torek
lev razigrano skače
po kupih snega

pustni torek
čez noč so poštarju
zrasli brki

pustni torek
vrana
ostane vrana

the wisdom
of the universe –
winter bud


modrost
vesolja –
zimski brst

first date
unsure how to
break the ice


prvi zmenek
v dvomih, kako
prebiti led

powdered morning
a dove’s fluff
joins the snowflakes


belo jutro
grličin puh se
pridruži snežinkam

late snowfall
a last fall’s acorn
develops a crack


pozno sneženje
na lanskem želodu
sveža razpoka

love affair
the wife scrapes ice
from the windscreen


ljubimkanje
žena strga led
z vetrobrana

colourless sky
even the birds
reticent


brezbarvno nebo
še ptice so
umolknile

ending winter
are your tears, spruce, of joy
or sorrow?


konec zime
jokaš, smreka, od veselja
ali žalosti?

winter vine
a bird escapes
with the last grape


zimska trta
ptica pobegne
z zadnjim grozdom

promise of spring
contained
in the south wind



obet pomladi
vsebovan
v južnem vetru

south wind…
water
on the ice
on the water

južni veter…
voda
na ledu
na vodi

in need of hairdo –
magpies building a nest
in the birch crown


potrebna pričeske –
srake gradijo gnezdo
v brezini krošnji

frozen pond
the ducks gathered
'round the spring

zamrznjen ribnik
race so zbrane
okrog izvira

a version of this haiku first posted on Borut's blog in January 06

passing shadow
silenced for a moment
the chirping hedge


prehod sence
za trenutek utihne
čivkanje v grmu

my head full
of risk scenarios…
muse on vacation

glava polna
scenarijev tveganj...
muza na dopustu

thank you, Borut / hvala, Borut

grey day
i mix some colors
in a salad bowl

siv dan
zmešam si barve
v solatno skledo

sunny Valentine’s Day
the crow on the belfry
still complaining


sončno Valentinovo
vrana na zvoniku
se še pritožuje

news of dead birds...
is that how it sounds –
the swan song

vesti o mrtvih pticah...
mar tako zveni
labodji spev

morning clouds
pigeons turn downtown
at the crossroad


oblačno jutro
na križišču golobi
zavijejo v mesto

winter mirage?
a pair of white herons
above the snowy field


zimski privid?
nad zasneženim poljem
par belih čapelj

steps sliding
on frosty ground
pale sunlight
when will you shine upon
my shady path


korak zdrsuje
na pomrznjenih tleh
bledo sonce
kdaj boš posijalo
na mojo senčno pot

Hunger Moon
two days to full...
a bat flies by

skoraj polno
februarsko luno
preleti netopir

lenghtening days
everywhere drafts
of crows' nests

dnevi se daljšajo
vsepovsod osnutki
vranjih gnezd

lenghtening days
the tit's call
becoming a song

vse daljši dnevi
siničkin klic
postane pesem

overwhelmed
my eyes keep following
the winter clouds

preveč dela
pogled mi uhaja
k zimskim oblakom

fog settles
after the sunset
missing the moon

megla se spušča
po sončnem zahodu
pogrešam luno

Culture Day
I change
the bedding

Culture Day
a leashed puppy wants to
kiss everyone



kulturni dan
preoblečem
posteljnino

kulturni dan
psiček na povodcu bi
delil poljubčke

family celebration
the Sunday trip ends in
a traffic jam

družinski praznik
nedeljski izlet se konča
v prometnem zastoju

February cold
a flock of crows
headed south

februarski mraz
jata vran leti
proti jugu

START

I've been considering starting my own blog for some time and the eve of the Culture Day (a holiday in Slovenia) seems like a good enough opportunity to do so.

Besides, just about this time a year ago I wrote my first ever haiku.

I'll try to post haiku and/or related forms on a daily basis but can't promise I won't miss a day every now and then.