your rain on my pane —
how easily you show me
what's below my dust
low tide —
all the pieces
I've abandoned
like succulent leaves
I preserve my better self
for worse days to come
late spring jogging —
the midge found its way
into my deadly eye
weeping willow —
another lonely soul
touches her old bark
black, no sugar
he says, turning to
his sweetheart
Saturday morning
she talks dirty to him —
the whole list of chores
rainy afternoon —
who builds the most
powerful weapon
A lecturer of English from Slovakia, Denisa Hanšutová has been trying her hand at haiku and senryu since November 2024.
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