It is Autumn
It is Autumn
For a while now i get excited when i encounter solidified realities and the strange appearances that shape up.
Life continues in these inanimate beings. But this endless repetition is reminiscent of bitterness of death and this frequency of death is just like life.
The winter’s tornado
Drops the sun
In to the sea
I am an ordinary person, and just like a child I discover and rediscovere the realities surrounding me.
The inanimates in their pinnacle, achieve the end, and this collection resembles my life today and amongst
People l deal with.
It is Autumn.
Behdad Lahooti
Japanese Haiku ( Natsum Soseki )