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Shadow

someone follows me
every step I ever take
who is my shadow?

salted for winter:
when freezers were invented
we became sweeter

Button missing.
Where did I lose it?
Washing machine rattles.

biking in woods
leaves a visible track
for the ants to follow

Radio plays were
magic to the listeners.
Who wants a TV?

self-portrait: painted
when the face was young
now only wrinkles

big curtains
on theatre scenes are red
– why not blue?

scent of roses
entices insects to come
and me to plant more

some rivers
have numerous bridges –
others none

the naked ape
needs warm fur for winter –
borrows from the sheep

Peppers come
in all colours and strengths.
All burn my tongue.

For my garden
I need a donkey, not a horse
to eat the weeds

milliners in Paris
dictate fashion every year
except for hatless me

A new book by Fazile Nasretdin with haiku poetry in two languages, Tatar and English, has recently been published by Aybagar.

Welcome to our virtual Haikuriltai! Here you’ll find the dates and topics for spring 2022.