tell me...

čakam novice
lunin srp pokuka
skozi okno

eruption

pomladne plohe
izbruh
rasti

Partners

low pressure

nizek pritisk
galeb sledi reki
po toku navzgor

accross the sky
the wind drags
a cloud curtain
yet the birdsong
loud and clear

his orchard
the trees that bloom
and those that don’t


njegov sadovnjak
drevesa ki cveto
in tista ki ne

*kuniharu shimizu's haiga with my haiku inspired by that particular tree, now missing, can be found here (the haiku could use some editing but it was one of the first i ever wrote)

kako lahkotno
drsi kanja
v pomladni sapi
moje misli
ujete v goščavi

...got any peanuts?

spring rain
the clatter of change
in the beggar's hat


pomladni dež
žvenket drobiža
v beračevem klobuku

who says pies don't grow on trees...

***

longer than him
the twig
in magpie's beak


daljša od nje
vejica
v srakinem kljunu

this was taken exactly a week ago... now most of the snow has melted...


working overtime
I fail to notice
the snow has gone

a note: i don't know how much i'll be able to blog until the end of month due to my busy schedule; hope i'll still manage to post regularly.



morning snow
under the office window
cat trails


jutarnji snijeg
pod uredskim prozorom
tragovi mačke


jutranji sneg
pod oknom pisarne
mačje sledi


published in haiku miscellany Kloštar Ivanić 2005

equinox

almost pleased
to see them -
first ants


skoraj srečna
da jih vidim -
prve mravlje

izven dosega
skrivnosti
stare bukve

lunin mrk
pes laja
na meglo

nocoj
mislim nate –
vrtinčast ples
snežink ujetih
v žaromete

oster marčni veter
še enkrat mrtvo trsje
oživi

prvi poganjki
pokrov polžje hišice
rahlo priprt

the match
we shouldn't have lost --
early butterfly
flutters in its last
hours of life

Slush

winter in march –
sawdust and some twigs
in the snow


zima v marcu –
v snegu žaganje
in nekaj vej

Same Old Moon

today's sunset... no text this time

Blackbird's Song

I hear
the blackbird sing
for the first time this spring
the song echoes through the whiteness
of snow


just a begginner's attempt at cinquain... the idea didn't fit into haiku, so i tried to extend it to tanka, and ended up with this.

Erect

kako pokončna
smreka, olajšana
teže snega

Snow

narišem sonce
s konico dežnika -
sneg ga prekrije

Distance

marčevski dež
odmeva prek razdalje
med nama

Frozen

zamrznjena v času
drevesa prihodnosti

a call from a friend
the tit, too, wishes
happy birthday


klic prijatelja
tudi sinička vošči
vse najboljše

winter lingers
snowflakes in the square
cinnamon-scented

zima vztraja
nad trgom snežinke
z vonjem cimeta

Ash Wednesday
a blue balloon drifts
in frosty dawn


pepelnica
moder balon lebdi
v ledeni zarji