World Haiku Series 2022 (5) Haiku by Alex Malley (Belarus)

восеньскі дождж

не раскажаш пра ўсё

і жонцы

autumn rain

can’t tell about everything

even to wife


кароткае перамір’е

месца, дзе ляжаў камень

запаўняе вада

short truce

the place where the stone lay

filled with water


вечаровы электравік

прабіваецца восеньскі лес

скрозь мой твар

evening train

the autumn forest sprouts

through my face


часам словы губляюць сэнс

мая замытая футболка

на ёй

words lose their meaning

she’s wearing my

washed-out T-shirt


абляцелы клён

кінуў на дно фантана

і сваю манетку 

overflown maple

to the bottom of the fountain

also threw a coin 


быццам можна яшчэ

перапісаць усё начыста

першы вясновы снег

as if we can still

rewrite everything clearly

the first spring snowfall


немаўля ў вазку

пад шоргат лісця

і я бы спаў

baby in a stroller

to the rustle of leaves and I 

would have fallen asleep



ледзь цёплыя кончыкі

палявой травы

flew away …

slightly warm tips

of field grass


гучней з кожным днём

па знаёмай сцяжынцы

шуршу наўздагад

louder every day

on the familiar path

I rustle at random


Alex Malley is from Miensk, Belarus.

He is 44 years old.

He has been writing haiku since January 2020, and he is glad to present his poems for this project.

One thought on “World Haiku Series 2022 (5) Haiku by Alex Malley (Belarus)

  1. Yet
    a step forward,
    in the path of my heart:
    the beauty of Poetry will be Freedom inside this Sky!

    ©Francesco Favetta

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