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__I see with young eyes, an old mirror. Here, I hope to offer... as I see.

Thursday, May 4, 2017

__  Each season, has its own poet.

times circle
where its words meet
the lilacs


Regine Karpel said...


Magyar said...

__ Welcome, Regine.

Jan said...

Beautiful Haiku _m!!!

seasons ebb and flow
bird songs whispering pines
pastel blossoms snow~

Magyar said...

__ Thanks Jan; ebb and flow / as the tides time / so well fit_.

Gwil W said...

We have April in May

What more can I say ?

Thanks for your great haiku. The moon leaves were lovely.

Rachel said...

Lieber Magyar,

Der Flieder duftet schon weit
Die Nachtigall schlägt

Ich möchte dir meinen Frühling beschreiben, lächel...

Ganz lieben Gruß

Magyar said...

Thanks Gwilym, and Rachel!
__ Ah, that smell of spring_!

Adelaide said...

fading lilacs
I carry the scent
in my heart


Magyar said...

__ Your verse Adelaide, a warm and heartful metaphor... honoring the past. _m

sandy said...

I won't comment on each one but wow, all your haikus are beautiful!