they
ask
why
haiku
I say
why
not
there
has
always
been
spring
Photograph anna lenina
© cyril ioutsen, 2021
© anna lenina, photos, 2021
ISBN 978-5-0053-2054-4 (т. 2)
ISBN 978-5-0053-2049-0
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after the concert
a symphony
of ringtones
after the music
silence is still
catching up
always cheerful
bank manager
another loan
another death
a dried flower
on a grave
another year
they call it
new
art & craft
the line
in a poem
gets fixed
ashes
to the wind
to be
everywhere
at the end
at peace
at last
at the start
sorrow
at the end
regret
floating world
at a station
a lone train
– yet full
autumn
things
that come
to mind
back from
the burnt
the ashes
between
then and now
always
between trains
neither has
arrived yet
birthday
present
in email
blackout
only
sounds
bookstore
one book
warm to
the touch
border
nothing
but the sign
burning history
newspapers
in a fireplace
bus drives on
another afternoon
left in the past
but a gap
between
dreams
yet huge
calendar
thinning
as days
add up
a calendar
all the days
that might
never come
candlelight
and flowers
both smell
over-sweet
cat in the mirror
calm knowing
it is still there
childhood
fragments
collectibles
on eBay
choices
nowhere
to go but
somewhere
city life
early bus
late passengers
the clock ticking
the sunrise away
what if it stopped
cold fireplace
in the ashes
idea for a poem
computer crash
without a sound
on its part
connecting cities
the road cuts
the forest in half
counting
raindrops
so many
ways to
be wrong
a crack
in the wall
closed by
cobweb
crossroads
yet another way
to somewhere else
crumpled
pillow
remains
of a dream
curious
made-up
stories
mostly set
in the past
dark
and darker
with lights on
day and dream
in-between
something else
dead
fresh
flowers
deadline done
breaking dawn
breaking down
different
in twilight
same poem
different books
not so different
on a bookshelf
discarded
gift-wraps
no longer
festive
a distant
memory
up close
an old
photograph
dog days
all the same
for the dogs
dried flower
in a book
untold story
a duet
inside
the piano
outside
the rain
each stone
with a name
graveyard
the edge
of the map
the road
goes on
endless rooftops
so many yet
only one home
eulogy
heartfelt
words
that have
to be said
eyes
closed
things
seem
closer
falling dusk
fading clock
keeps ticking
nonetheless
familiar
scent
its absence
clearer
each time
family
funeral
reunion
family album
blank pages
in the middle
fed by
poems
the fire
finally
enough
moonlight
to make
a haiku
first up
then old
growing
flying
first class
outside
same view
freight train
losing the count
of the carriages
full
of ideas
trash bin
game of chess
side by side
the victorious
the vanquished
Grandpa’s
photographs
strangers
everyone
graveyard
in a book
an old album
growing older
the days seem
shorter
guiding light
a cigarette tip
in the dark
haiku
full-time
lockdown
haiku manual
300+ pages
about 3 lines
hard to tell
them apart
this world
reflection
in a mirror
hard words
soft paper
makes them
no less hard
heavy mist
blurred edges
blurred words
hospital
outside
the life
in a crowd
lingering
echoes
of glances
in a few
strokes
silence
in a library
the silence
of voices
in the park
a bench that is
always vacant
is occupied
in the space
between words
more words
insomnia
too slow
too soon
just taking
the edge off
another glass
leaving behind
or letting go
difference
exaggerated
loneliness
when you talk
to yourself
when you don’t
listen
lost
in a park
in thoughts
loud music
less silence
within
a love
letter
a lovely
paper
crane
melting the ice
spring thaw
peace talks
mid-life crisis
why not call it
half-life?
a minute of silence
but really about
forty-two seconds
modern art gallery
evacuation plan
rather ancient
a moment
an infinity
in a few lines
morning bus
uneven pace
of the streets
morning chill
street musician
warms up
never
enough
time to do
nothing
new
home
old
smells
new teeth
quite a bite
dentist’s bill
news again
but there’s also
spring
night bus
looking outside
seeing oneself
night sky
on tiptoes
better to see
nighttime
from the window
still inside
no words
to say of it
silence
odd physics
the darker
the louder
old grave
fresh flowers
made of plastic
old painting
not enough
craquelures
old photos
belonging
to me now
someone’s
memories
optimistic
worse than
yesterday
better than
tomorrow
order
each object
randomly
in its place
page after page
the time goes
at book’s pace
paradox
before
the next
time
another
passage of time
fewer people
that never visit
the pathways
we never take
where they lead
when we go back
paused
to check
the time
and missed
the train
peace conference
everyone looking
for casus belli
peaceful summer
despite the war
somewhere
a petal
in a cup
an idea
a progress
each step
more sure
of less
quite telling
birthday gift
still unwrapped
next birthday
rainstorm
music off
to listen
rainy day
drought news
from somewhere
reasons
to leave it
reasons
to keep it
anything
road gridlock
our thoughts
and the traffic
same route
yesterday
through
today’s
streets
self-education
to the museum
to make selfies
a short bio
a hyphen
between dates
snowstorm
airport full
lockdown
so many
people
so much
solitude
some hopes
not unfounded
sunrise again
somehow
more pretty
girls around
summer
sometimes
nothing is
all there is
spontaneity
haiku moment
revised later
spring at last
hospital room
still white
stardust
on paper
a poem
still
wet
rainstorm
watercolor
still forward
the clock
in the mirror
stillness
not quite
right with
no sounds
at all
strangers
on a train
no secrets
street noise
louder when
the light is off
streetlamps
halos above
our heads
subway
the trains
and violin
suggestive
blank page
blank stare
sumi-e painting
hidden colors within
black and white
sundial
does it work
for the moon?
sunrise
a wallpaper
on a screen
supermarket
home-made
food discount
surely
an oxymoron
silent
loudspeakers
symbiosis
a live cat
a plastic
mouse
symmetry
no one gets
what one
would give
teacup empty
but for the tea
late evening
team work
arguing about
collaboration
tempting
a view
from above
a long
way down
things done
time left
for regret
the time
it takes
to earn
luxury
watch
time being
all the time
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