PUREPOND 2

a freehaiku
by AZsacra ZARATHUSTRA
English translation by Aidar Ismagilov



the grasshopper
has comprehended the leap of
the tiger


the might of opening
of the severed
bud


the wave of fan
made from the stings
of wasps


the worms
did not disavowed
the petals



dirt
is the
lotus!


the liberation
of the sting from shape of
the bee


the abyss
won’t close on
the paw of wolf


reading “I-tzin”
by “Flowers of
the Evil”


the bit of fluff
is always harder than
the abyss!


to touch the tear
of the dead
rat


the sudden
turn of
the snowflake


to last a little bit
with tiny
drop


the vivid crackle
of the dried up
moth


the light cannot
gnaw through
the paw


die –
and remain out of
the petals!


the trap
is caught by
the snare


the snare
is caught by
the abyss


to live
the stab
of knife


to live
the spurt
of blood


by butterfly of Zhuang-Zi
to crucify
Dao!