My blood is black,
My thoughts are not my thoughts,
I am poisoned.
(autumn 2015)

The sinking sun
Won't stop for me:
Evening at the shore
(summer 2014)

Broken branches
After a night's storm...
Today is bright.
(spring 2014)

A warm spring-day:
Swans, like people,
Are going in pairs.
(spring 2014)

A cold spring-day:
A single crow is holding
A feast in the street.
(spring 2014)

Broken branches
After a night's storm...
Today is bright.
(spring 2014)

On my way through the city,
Listening to people's voices,
Not to their words.
(winter, early 2014)

A picture on glass:
Moon above city-roofs,
Repainted tomorrow
(summer 2013)

Taste of life
And smell of death:
Spring air
(spring 2013)

On a warm night:
A sweet smell from the trees...
Breathe, breathe some more!
(spring 2013)

Commentary:

The form *ussúya- is an intensive in analogy to ammat- 'devour' and ankal-, akkal- 'blaze' (PE18:85), and is not easily translatable into English.

Alas, Earendil,
Smallest on the sun!
I watch, I do not see...

Commentary:

Upon trying to see the Venus transit on June 6th 2012; and failing miserably.

Grey skies,
Iron-glittering skies,
Silver rain.
(autumn 2012)

Birds in the sky
Or on thin ice:
Still unreachable
(winter, early 2012)

Commentary:

Upon seeing birds perched on very thin river ice.

A stern face -
I am not afraid of you,
Autumn-sky!
(autumn 2011)

Hey, unfriendly willow,
Stop hitting my face with your branches!
I'll go to the birch.
(summer 2011)

A flying seagull,
Something small falls out:
An imperfect world
(summer 2011)

Commentary:

Upon seeing a seagull pooping in midair near the shore.

A haiku is short:
Just when I begin a thought
It's the end alrea...
(spring 2008)

The air is moist
Between heaven and earth:
A fresh start
(snowless winter, late 2008)

Weeping wind
And mute trees:
Winter's phonology
(winter, late 2008)

It is hard to find
A black cat in a black room
If it is not there.
(spring 2008)

Commentary:

Confucius: The hardest thing of all is to find a black cat in a dark room, especially if there is no cat.

Winter and summer
Meeting beyond the clouds
On the brink of spring.
(spring 2008)

On this night
The speechless crescent moon
Is my only friend.
(spring 2008)

A rapid darkness
And then the light has returned:
Summer night city
(summer 2007)

Pitter-patter
Whirling leaves
Dancing on the ground
(autumn 2006)

Commentary:

The language is Early Qenya.

*pataktapakta 'rat-a-tat', actually attested are patakatapaka and pataktatapakta (also patakta- 'clatter', pata- 'rap, tap (of feet)' (QL:72)), but unfortunately they're one syllable too long
lasseli 'leaves' (QL:51)
'werelindai - pl. of 'werelinda 'whirling, pirouetting' (QL:103)
kemillo kemi 'earth, soil, land' + ablative -llo
tantal 'dance' or 'bounce' (3rd pl.) < tanta- 'bounce, bound, rebound' + pl. -l (PE14:57, QL:94)

Broken trees
Bend under the heavy sky:
Ground leaves...
(autumn 2006)

It is always warm
Beneath the sky full of stars:
Winter approaching...
(autumn 2006)

Under the black wind
A lonely little fire
Longing to the stars

Commentary:

Upon moving a couple of metres away from a campfire at night.

Sad tears
Transpiring through the veil
Of the daily sky.
(spring-summer 2006)

Commentary:

The language is Vanyarin Quenya.

*telguma - cognate of Ñoldorin Q. telluma, adapted from Valarin delguma, see rg, lg, rgw, lgw > Vanyarin rg, lg, rw, lw (PE19:93) [earlier: dialectal lb, lg, rb, rg where standard Quenya has lw, ll, rw, rr (PE14:41)]
*naira 'sad' (S. naer)
*níta 'to weep' < NEI-

(spring 2006)

Commentary:

Yes, a ripping and misquotation of Tolkien's Markirya.

Kono michi ya
Yuku hito nashi ni
Aki no kure

Along this road
Goes no one
This autumn eve

         original: Bashō

Furu ike ya
Kawazu tobikomu
Mizu no oto

Old pond
Frog jumps in
Sound of water

         original: Bashō

Glossary:

*kap- 'leap' (PE16:134) < *KAP- as in S. cabed (Silm.) and probably S. cafru *'flea' (PE17:131), cf. EN caifr 'flea' (PE13:140)

Night lies beside me,
Chaste and cold as a sharp sword.
It and I alone.

         original: Amy Lowell, 1921

Commentary:

Namme 'we are' is here meant to be exclusive dual (VT49:16), excluding the reader.

Out of all the lights
The invisible brilliance
Is the brightest one.

Commentary:

While pondering over the metaphor brightness is beauty.

Heaven is on Earth,
The sky slowly flows down here:
A blue evening.

Dream within a dream,
Seen by an unknown stranger:
Such is our life.

You cannot tell me
What happiness really is?
So you are happy.

Reflection of light
And blood of the enemies:
Swords are beautiful.

The very first snow:
The whitest and the purest;
Purer than we are.

With a frozen heart
Heaven grants us its treasures,
The snow to the earth.

A withered flower
In evening light:
Red again

A Grey-vault of twilight;
The black silver of lowlying snow
Sparkles sadly out of the night.
(summer 2006)

Commentary:

The language is Ilkorin.

The wet little brother
Of the new moon
Went away by the flood.
(summer 2006)

Commentary:

The language is Telerin.

In days of dryness
Memories of rain come:
Trees endure.
(summer 2006)

Commentary:

The language is Noldorin of the Etymologies.

A rainy day,
People from the street are weepingly
Smiling to themselves.
(summer 2006)

Commentary:

The language is Early Qenya of the Qenya Lexicon.

In the fire no one can see
The lost beauty of the tree
Giving us warmth.
(summer 2006)

Commentary:

The language is Goldogrin.

A bird's shadow
Jumped under the shadow
Of a nísimalda.
(summer 2006)

Commentary:

The language is Qenya of the 30s.

The apple is not fair
In the stomach or on tree,
But in its falling.

Create the Mighty,
To destroy, to watch the dust:
This is our pleasure.

After Alqualondë
For a Ñoldo's book of lore
We are the Quendi.

Commentary:

The language is Telerin.

The essence of this haiku lies in the word Pendi, which can be interpreted in Telerin as 'the poor ones, the lacking ones', because of the blending of the stems KWEN- and PEN-. So it fell out of use among the Teleri, while the Ñoldor were known to be loremasters exactly classifying all Quenderin tribes.