Empty armchair

A haiku

Photo by X F on Unsplash

empty armchair —
hollow in the tree
larger than last winter

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Some absences announce themselves quietly, not through sudden loss but through the slow accumulation of seasons. The empty armchair and the widening hollow seem to mirror one another, each shaped by time, weather, and what is no longer there, until the landscape itself begins to hold the memory.

First published on NaHaiWriMo.

Curious how these small moments become haiku? I’ve written a short guide called The Three-Minute Haiku System, which shows a simple way to turn an observation into a draft haiku in just a few minutes.