breaking clouds
a view of the mountain
i'll never climb

small town station
the morning train arrives
with the snow

afternoon storm
a rooster crows
between thunders

shouts of glee
from the locker room —
my first all stars*


this may be obscure to the uninitiated (and is a bit lame in any case); at the time of my basketball beginnings way back when in what was then Yugoslavia the only footwear we knew were canvas sneakers with flat rubber soles. Converse All Stars more or less fitted that description but they came from America and as such acquired an almost iconic status

blazed trail
composing haiku i trip
on a spruce root

formal garden
every which way
the butterflies

crumbling graffiti
a snail dots the i