17.08

it’s amid a shy divinity
of small fairy corners
where creation speaks
in dearest dreams

(art by Elena Yushina)

Luft

zart sind die Herzenvögel
am Rande der Nachtmusik-
entlang der Äonen und Meilen
den Weihrauch der Erde atmend,
ihrer heiligen Heimat

(kunstwerk: Morten E. Solberg)

10.08

всё, что разбито
слишком незаметно,
слишком хрустально,
расцветает очень тихо
и лишь там, где свободно
дышать

magic field

a recipe for flying:

slice of nettle cheese,
a cup of honey fennel tea,
a blooming ton of whimsy

and if one’s curious enough-
a gleeful jig beyond the gravity

(art by Olga Novitskaya)

inspired

lush water pulse
emerging anytime
a candor of breeze
shelters wild grass
with only a gesture
of soft-shade light

(art by Abe Toshiyuki)

cadence

the softer a soaring, the deeper
is revealed the essence of things.
to cherish such moment’s wonder
is to sense the spirit as it is

(art by Viktor Yushkevich)

30.07

a fragrant psalm
in a meadow scripture
for the soft cloud flora,
a rose indigo dusting
close to the railway
as horizons appear,
a walk to just
breathe

haiku

gentle moonbirds
contemplating silver-
late summer wind

(art by Ze Ze Lai)

24.07

in a delirium
of deep cadences
winged in its calling
wakeful on the edge
of every journey-
the abundance
of sylvan wonders
waltzing and scented
as an alchemy of hours
closest to the heart
of melody wine

(art by 신종식)

unsayable

the straying moon is soft
and shining meadow listens
while city echoes
breathe a willow thought
that’s moving wind.
wild sheltering
beneath an afterglow
is where hopes don’t wither
but tremble into air
reaching whispered sea

small steps are gifts
like whimsy dragonflies
ablush with summer,
a tender bell is chiming
near the vesper room.
grail is a world
that can’t be measured
only held in quietness,
a lantern guarding flames
untamed- that ever bloom

(art by Veneta Docheva)