strawberry moon
right into my illusions
an owl's call
Foto von Pascal Mauerhofer auf Unsplash
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the blue blizzard
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The Blue Blizzard
wolf moon
how tiny snowmen
save the world
snow and more snow
new wrinkles around
my eyes
frost nights
your smile doesn't reach
your eyes
snow-covered sails
the line you never cross
with me
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remaining nights
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remaining nights
the moth in my mouth
every Monday morning
veredit©isabella.kramer25
First publication by Prof. David McMurray on Asahi Haikuist 19. Deceember 2025
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I wish you all a magical Christmas filled with Blessings of Joy, Light
and infinite Love....for you and yours
isabella
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frosty night
frosty night—
what do wild geese
talk about
veredit©isabella.kramer
ليلة شديدة البرودة –
ما الذي يقوله الإوز البري
بخصوصها
Translated into Arabic by Benjamin Johanna Daniel alantologia 27.03. 2024
photo copyright: Isabella Kramer
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is there
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is there a moon phase called lavender
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First publication by Prof. David McMurray on Asahi Haikuist 03. October 2025
photo copyright: Isabella Kramer
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last sunray of the day
last sunray of the day
I listen to a swan's cry
then nothing more
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night whispers
nachtgeflüster all die unvorsehbaren kobolde
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Erstveröffentlichung von Claudia Brefeld in haiga im focus #67 Januar 2024
photo copyright: Isabella Kramer
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quarter moon
quarter moon
the thin shadow between
your and my autumn
veredit©isabella.kramer2017
une lune de nuit
à l'envers à l'endroit
sur le bord du temps passe
©patrick lucas
une lune de nuit
à l'envers à l'endroit
sur le bord du temps passe
©patrick lucas
Photo copyright: Isabella Kramer
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Nessun Dorma
Nessun Dorma
the growing black hole
on his empty side of the bed
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fervent
fervent
I stretch my arms until my fingertips reach the edges of the thunderstorm
the hot kiss
of gods after midnight
by isabella.kramer
first published by Michael Rehling on FAILED HAIKU September 2020 issue.
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nothing wrong with
nothing wrong with
having dreams
Draconids
©isabella.kramer
published on weird laburnum 18.10.19
so many dreams
streak through each mind's universe
bright stars linger
©magyar
.paved with stars
paved with stars
the lonely beach and
your searching fingers
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a quarter moon
filled with the night stars
this sea diver
©magyar
a quarter moon
filled with the night stars
this sea diver
©magyar
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once upon the time
once upon the time
frost moon's whispering
my sleeplessness
veredit©isabella.kramer2016
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sleeping crows
sleeping crows
under the milky way
nightingale's echo
veredit©isabella.kramer16
"I enjoy the subtlety and epicness of this one. The crows are sleeping, and their various calls cannot be heard any longer, but the nightingale's echo (not song, but echo of it, which is important to note) still resounds. The nightingale exhibits many sounds while singing, like whistles, trills, and gurgles. And this echo of its song is underneath the expanse of the milky way.
Firstly, as a reader, I can say it is simply an exquisite image. But beyond that, we have a continuation of sound in the nightingale--and at night, when dangerous things are supposed to happen. The nightingale's song is loud and immensely beautiful and is a common subject for poetry because of its enamoring song.
Why is it important that it is an echo of the song rather than the song itself? I think because when we look up at the milky way, its distance is clear, but its beauty is still mesmerizing. The same could be said about the echo of a nightingale's song.
The nightingale as a kigo or seasonal reference is for all seasons. Comparing that reference with the seeming eternity of the Milky Way is poignant.
The colors are also important to mention. The milky way could be said to be white and the crows are black. Though we would associate the night with darkness, the bright milky way and the bright song of the nightingale fill it with a brilliant atmosphere. Readers might ask the question, "Is night really night?" And for that matter, "Is anything really as it is?"
I think Isabella used the "o" sound effectively with the ends of line 1 and line 3 being "crows" and "echo." Also notice the use of "l" with "sleeping" "milky" and "nightingale" which makes the haiku more musical.
A succinct but grand haiku by +Isabella Kramer."
by Nicholas Klacsanzky
Painting: Woodblock print by Ohara Koson (1887-1945) of a crow and blossom - created ca. 1910
further publication THE HAIKU FOUNDATION: EARTHRISE 2017
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