Let this be my manifesto
My future is to walk the aisles of libraries. To follow and to lead, to search in ancient scrolls and books not printed yet. My future is to write my […]
Category Archives: haibun
Scared of owls
When I grew up we had a weekend house an hour’s drive from town. It was located at the end of a gravel road behind a spruce tree hedge. We […]
Trust
Sometimes kindness is nothing more than seeing or be seen. I smile, you see we say hello. This summer we were just about to board a ferry when I saw […]
Color of sea
Some claim the sea is blue, but other say it’s green. I often see the sea as grey, when clouds obscure horizon and every sound crawls closer. On such days […]
Not yet black ice
October has arrived and for every day the mornings grow darker. I know that soon it’s time for the first frost. Not the sweet touch of cold painting maple leaves, […]
