The morning sun
brings the temple tree
into my room

A bare branch
reaching for the eaves
of the temple

Evening star
far out at sea
a seagull

Advent
an egret
lands here

A swan
cuts the duckweed
with soft clicks

Whithered
blown away
drenched

But their leaves
cán play together
two pollard willows

A leaf falls
how much is enough
today

gagaga
gagagageese
gagaga

His breakfast
with curtains drawn
Monday

Evening fog
from the cathedral
organ music

Autumn
burns with desire
in this birch

Gone, back soon.

She hides
but wants to be found/
desperately

It was a leaf
the last butterfly
remains alone

Moonless night
an old car tyre
frozen white

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The fog
left a necklace
in the web

After visiting hour
the silence in the car
fog tatters

Through the fog
the river flows
to heaven

The evening star
next to the full moon
longing for home

The east wind
already blowing leaves
in the garden basket

In the broom
a yellow willow leaf
is blooming

While she's talking
he pretends to take a sip
from his empty glass

City noise
a swan disappears
in the fog

The brittleness
of these autumn leaves
her walking cane

One axe blow
and all the birds
lost in translation

A low sun
the egret's legs
soooo long

A feather/
from a pheasant cock
autumn

The flag is gone
where does the autumn wind
come from now?

A child's hand
grabs at a swirling leaf
chattering moms

Like a comma
in an unfathomable script
this crescent moon