From my window: Upington, South Africa April 2019

a river of thought ~ without pretense and control ~ slipping from my pen —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

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Art

could not understand ~ then I found the formula ~ of just listening —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Early

the stars bow their heads ~ amber shadows unfolding ~ in the morning light —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Skins

when you asked bluntly ~ what is it like to be white? ~ I was lost for words —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Rotation

the letters in me ~ shape the words I do not speak ~ make you turn around —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Hydra, Greece: June 2017

on my wanderings ~ I take you as a mirror ~ reflecting my stroll —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Odd one out

we all belong here ~ this is the world that moulds us ~ every shade and shape —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa