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NONNIE'S CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI: My Impression of "Svetlana's Expectation

The sky colors
In the most bright blue
A new day rises

A new day rises
Above the Venice channels
Fading carnival sounds

Fading carnival sounds
Even the sun and clouds
Are crying
~Kristjaan Panneman~


My Haiku-
mist moves stealthily…
spreads its translucent curtain 
mesmerizing  scene

Go to Kristjaan's 
for other interpretations


Comments

Anonymous said…
"spreads its translucent curtain" I like that
brudberg said…
Indeed a most memorable sight..
Mark said…
Mist as a stealthy being...yes, indeed!

Digging a Channel
Reminds me of Sandburg's poem "Fog," which I'm sure you know...
Beautifully written! I really enjoyed your haiku very much!
Nonnie said…
thank you very much, Georgia! I really like writing haikus.

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