All is listening -
when I clap my hands
seagulls fly off

Grey pond ice

reflects a half moon -

my cataract

Moonlight - under the snow it starts

The last incense

swirling off -

so be it

No light yet -

all is now

so close

Lavender
blooming in mid-winter -
this yearning

In the dishwasher

two champagne glasses -

Happy New Year, love!