this mornings news
is this evenings trash
hotel bin run

sushi restaurant
lowering into the soy sauce
a fruit fly

silent river
under the bridge flows
a paddle boat

a leafless tree
bearing fruit
the yellow moon

Waning full moon
I’ve never felt so alive
and yet…
I could leave this world and
walk into the night void

a clear night
on every street
the full moon


About El Norto

I write haiku. This is my haiku journal.
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