distant thunder-
popcorn popping
in the pan

stray cat in August the empty city

Father's Day-
an unreachable
phone number

last night
of falling stars –
hysterectomy

Mainichi 02.01.2019

X-rays –
the hidden face
of the moon

deep roots
of the bindweed...
cicada song

The zen space, july 1 2020

winter deepens
sixth year in a row
of no income

pilgrimage...
on the way a snake discards
his outer layer

leaflets on the wild rose sparrow

do not listen I speak, I speak, winter sunset

rain at dusk
from the neighbor's flat
the sound of a blender 

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s
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s -
I walk in the volume 
of the headphones

clouds gather the solitude of the lightning

dinner's ready
the call center guy offers
a worthless fab discount

gala dinner
the fight between etiquette
and chopsticks

election results
the nearby church
sounds the death knell

news shared online
the abuse of
emoticon hearts

grandma’s silk fan
her slow-paced
tales

NHK Haiku Masters website, runner-up on September 2017

closed umbrella...
a slice of moon
on the sidewalk

ombrello chiuso …
una fetta di luna
sul marciapiede



mist...
her eyes look without
seeing me anymore

cala la nebbia …
i suoi occhi mi fissano
senza vedermi



edge of day... 
the stars light up
one by one

fine del giorno … 
s’accendono le stelle
ad una ad una 

his deep sleep
the milk of my breast
frozen

The 5th Annual H. Gene Murtha Memorial Senryu Contest 2020 (Honourable Mention)

radiography-
the dew drop
shines in the sun

autumn flower-
she still doesn’t know
she’s gonna die

autumn twilight-
a chair worn
by his silences

twilight leaves-
I just hear the noise
of my steps

autumn flower-
she still doesn’t know
she’s gonna die

my wheelchair
passing through the grass...
crickets jump

The Mainichi, September 18, 2020