thick stump
an ant crosses the growth rings
into my childhood
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Rafał Zabratyński
Rafał Zabratyński lives in Rzeszów, Poland. He has been writing haiku and other short Japanese poetic forms since 2000. His works have been published in numerous journals and awarded in a few competitions. He also enjoys reading and watching science fiction, exploring cosmology, mountain trekking, cycling, travelling.
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A very nice haiku. Quite a recognizable picture is in here!
Nice one, RaV…. ;-) I like the way you imply that you were a bit 'thick', too, as it adds a subtle touch of self-deprecating humour, though I don't for a moment believe you were or are at all 'thick'.
I'm very pleased it works right. Thank you so much for all your kind words.
Lorin, I guess you considerably overrate my haiku skills. ;-) In fact, I'm a skinny person. :-)
Warm greetings.
One day an ant may cross my own grave, just as it crosses the stump of the dead tree. But in the meantime it takes me back in time to memories of childhood… marvelous poem!
A very nice haiku. Quite a recognizable picture is in here!
Wow~! Thank you so very much~!
Lovely. Vivid. Great connection between human and nature.
Nice one, RaV…. ;-) I like the way you imply that you were a bit 'thick', too, as it adds a subtle touch of self-deprecating humour, though I don't for a moment believe you were or are at all 'thick'.
Very nice…ants were much more a part of our childhood….
very beautiful!!
sounds like it is talking about impermanence n interconnectedness from buddha’s line of thought :)
very nice work.
best wishes!
Very biting. Very moving. I like it
Journey of man. Journey of ant. All one!
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This is a really excellent haiku, both in the moment and in ongoing time. Possibly the best new thing I’ve read in some time.
A lovely, well written haiku. The imagery is great!
vastag fa tönkje
évgy?r?in gyerekkoromba
indul egy hangya
I'm very pleased it works right. Thank you so much for all your kind words.
Lorin, I guess you considerably overrate my haiku skills. ;-) In fact, I'm a skinny person. :-)
Warm greetings.
Terrific imagery; we all can relate to it.
One day an ant may cross my own grave, just as it crosses the stump of the dead tree. But in the meantime it takes me back in time to memories of childhood… marvelous poem!
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Magical!
Excellent writing !
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