Haiku

matryoshka dolls
all the people
I used to be

blue moon
the slow blink
of the siamese cat

chamber music
looking for a kigo
in a herbarium

a breakup
almost inevitably
autumn muds

autumn loneliness
I painted the room
for the teddy bear

storm from the north
thunder
in another language

mujō –
my pale shadow
on the wall

great-grandma’s kitchen –
the sweet karkade tea
always brewing

blurred –
in the steamy mirror
your stolen glance