giovedì 10 agosto 2023

Haiku by Laura Marino Trotta

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the sky darkens

till it’s shut out —

stale bread


November in my bosom —

touching a new silence

of grey silk


autumn’s eyes —

long rainy roads

without a voice


flightless sky —

white notes of silence fall


I cultivate darkness

in the silence of my

vast garden


two lamps lit

in the evening —

the dark all around


silk rags

the memories in the night —

scattered coins


snowy fields —

a knot of silence

blocks my thoughts


flowing water —

the late autumn light

is gentler


wild plants

in the cracks of the walls —

motherless


pitch-coloured sky —

all the light behind

waits for the morning


distorted note —

surrounded by the sun

the empty chair


asphalt night —

voices in the silence

rust and wind


bitter almonds —

the lights under the tree go out


windows lit

on others' lives —

night all around


solo violin —

the wind bends the branches

towards autumn


the wind drops —

in solitude

the last wheat spike


flaxen sky —

I sow yellow primroses

between the wrinkles


winter kiss —

the snow falling slowly

between earth and sky


fallen veils —

sunsets in the eyes

on a grey wall


no more sky —

the heart confused by

asphalt meadows


in the dry grass

crows two by two —

lost memories

 

 

Laura Marino Trotta was born in Rome, she then moved to Florence to attend the Faculty of Agriculture and, subsequently, the Academy of Fine Arts and the Free School of Nude.

Various work activities have followed one another over the years, while her search across multiple expressive possibilities and her commitment in the Third Sector have remained constant over time. haikua

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lunedì 7 agosto 2023

My Ku in "Haikuniverse"

Humbled and grateful to have my haiku published in “Haikuniverse”.   haikua ssp