August afternoon
hay in the hayloft
warm, warmer, hot

drinking wine-
her left knee
closer and closer

early June
last encounter
first corn poppies

unfinished coffee
and a napkin note:
table for two

just a corn poppy
on the black varnish table
minimalism

summer night
full moon reveals
a fluttering curtain

over a coffee
quivering
over a while

spring rain-
cross-cutting a wheat field
the railway junction

early morning:
in the roadside ditch
dissipating paying cards

shadows of the dusk
returning from the seas
fishermen and dolphins

rising sun
dolphins borrow the color
of the fishing boats

fading moon
sea changing color
while meshes are spread

sunset deepens
screaks of sea-gulls
undistinguished

early morning
a sand castle disappears
into the trembling sea

disturbing soul-
the trembling of despair
from fingers to toes

disturbing sea-
the sound of waves
from shell to shell

toamna tarzie-
peste chaise-longue-ul uitat
un prosop uscat

late autumn-
on a forgotten chaise-longue
a dry towel

izbite de stanci
valuri grele de spuma:
digul – dantelat

bumped against the rocks
massive foamy waves:
lacery dam

tipat in noapte-
in urma valului greu
un crab maruntel

screak in the night-
behind the massive wave
a tiny crab

ploaie in noapte-
cochilii de scoici preiau
lumina din far

rain in the night-
shells spreading
light from the lighthouse

rasare luna-
navoadele intinse
tulbura apa

rising moon-
spread fishing nets
disturbing waters

privind cum ploua-
sub umbrelele de stuf
cativa pescarusi

watching the rain-
underneath rush umbrellas
a few sea-gulls

apus pe mare-
vantul aduce din larg
spuma de valuri

sunset on the sea-
sea form brought by the wind
from offshore

ploaie de vara-
umbrele colorate
se deschid pe dig

summer rain-
colorful umbrellas
opening on the dam

tarziu pe plaja-
palaria uitata
a unui copil

late on the beach-
the forgotten sun hat
of a baby-boy

plaja pustie-
luminile farului
joaca pe nisip

deserted beach
lights from lighthouse
playing on sand

rainy day-
taking off her t-shirt
smells like apple pie

morning quarrel-
on the black varnish table
white salt circles

early morning-
all over the floor
pistachio shells

a frozen white sheet
clapping on the bedroom's window-
wind's metallic blast

december morning-
water drops trickling out
the greenhouse windows

troubled sleep-
three fourths of the moon
on half of my window

wandered rider-
so much darkness gathers
around the lantern