Heiner Horlitz‘s poem takes me back to moments when a certain memory of a loved one – through an object or place associated with them – was so vivid that I almost had the feeling that the person was there and I could touch them, although they’d been long gone. This makes such an ability…
Daily haiku: Bridge – Ours was just a branch/ Easily blown off with wind/ Building stone one now
Daily haiku: Wine – It helps me forget/ Then it makes me remember/ Always a threshold
Daily haiku: Wave – Sometimes you’re helpless/ But you’re pushed somewhere better/ Just keep your head up
Daily haiku: Line – Limit to roaming/ Connection between beings/ No return crossing
Daily haiku: Years – Become more precious/ Faster the older we get/ Make memories now
