The Son crucified;
leaned on the cross
God cry
after bombardment
all bodies
the twinning
dead clown -
trickster tumbles
around coffin
an whole mountain
of steril
for only one haiku!
globe-trotter resting
near him passes
a snail
bell of vespers
hermits and angels
pray together
Spring -
the angel of God flourishes
the apricot tree
cherry full of fruits
knocking in my window:
he touched its target
my father
near the house pillar;
both carved by weather
clear night
nightingales of dew
children smile in your sleep
from the old cross
morning raised
a gentle bud
clock fault
time off
lack of a screw
summer rain
little boat of paper
fill the ditch
frail foot bridge -
one towards other,
two blind people
you and me on the bench
our souls
speak in mind
hot beach
an itinerant cameraman
with mountain landscape
(translated from romanian)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a very interesting collections.this para appealed to me 'an whole mountain of steril for only one haiku! ' voted 10 surya