Thirty First Stone

thirty and one stones -
a shasei haijin
evaporates

Thirtieth Stone

low presseure -
baffled I fight
the weight of air

Twenty Ninth Stone

what I knew
what I held
worn out

Twenty Eighth Stone

still sleepless -
a duet by crows
and garbage trucks

Twenty Sixth Stone

after the rain -
that yellow shining ball
in the sky again

Twenty Fifth Stone

frail dawn -
why the birds bother to sing
beats me



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(weather here in Dk is like in October)

Twenty Fourth Stone(s)

autumn visits -
the black dog opens
one yellow eye

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autumnal weather -
rooks are having
a family quarrel

Twenty Third Stone - for the Norwegian people

sudden darkness -
White Supremacy colors
the summer red

Twenty Second Stone

second day of rain
the swallows
keep silent

Twenty First Stone

overcast -
no fast food chains
on the moon for now






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no more moon travels by NASA

Twentieth (Century) Stone

Tour de France men imitating ants

Nineteenth Stone

nineteen stones -
a tiny pyramid
for an ant king

Eighteenth Stone

migraine -
the humming ventilator
is a rainbow bridge

Seventeenth Stone

train trough the rain a string of named places

Sixteenth Stone

family dinner a shower passes incognito

Fitteenth Stone

family gathering my fake-blond niece with a tatoo in Spanish

Fourteenth Stone

second day of rain I still have my name

Thirteenth Stone

summer rain the missing pattern of swallows flight

Twelfth Stone

smell of barbecue the pile of books still waiting

Eleventh Stone

a mess of leaves in perfect stillness – quiet heat

Tenth Stone

white butterfly a three day headache and bare feet

Ninth Stone

day of silence it's in dishes nature to pile up

Eighth Stone

washing rice the shrieking return of swallows

Seventh Stone

quiet heat a fly zig-zags between yesterday's cups

Sixth Stone

bruised knee the weight of day spent in eternity

Fifth Stone

cooing dove this day too seems stuck in a groove

Fourth Stone

waking up early why do crows caw in threes?

Third Stone

humid heat the word ”Dear” hides in a pool of ink

Second Stone

incessant rain -
a forgotten girlfriend asks for
a recent photo

First Stone

first light this night's insomia ends in sleep and a phonecall