Monday, June 1, 2015


Salamanca, 15-March-2015



On first ice-cream,

from cone chipping, chipping

sparrows sprout!




When checking last uploaded haiku, I have realized this had been missed, though I had actually written it.




Monday, June 1, 2015



At the garden,

scenting wisteria

and broken walls







Tuesday, May 5, 2015

A diverse haiku, in form and substance.


Yes, tender rocks;

yes, harder breads;

 yes, all making sense.

Tuesday, May 5, 2015


 Alone walking,

 listening to the trills;

splashing soft, ah!





Thursday, February 5, 2015

  October 2014


At the garden,

wet floor, fallen leaves

what a slippery!



November 2014

 At the garden,

brushed leaves of yesterday,

sprouting again



Thursday, February 5, 2015


December 2014


At the garden,

cold, and barely anything;

barely a bird song



 January 2015

 At the garden,

a leaf lied on the snow;

now https://www.viagrapascherfr.com/viagra-feminin-effet-video/ is floating


 February 2015

 At the garden,

on the nude plum branches

some purple gems




Wednesday, September 24, 2014


In a bit over a year, I have beccome an orphan. What’s the matter if I am over 60? What’s the http://www.buy-trusted-tablets.com matter if she was almost reaching 91? What’s the matter if I should avoid to show any personal feeling? I am just an orphan.


Within that home

nothing remains; barely


hearing silence

Wednesday, September 24, 2014

  At the garden,

on the pìnes, blue flower

from wisterias

Thursday, September 18, 2014

A few months ago, Felix Rivera  became 75 years old. His family took this opportunity to gather photos and reflections from friends and people who met him and I was honoured by receiving an invitation to participate.

So, I could remember the moments shared with Felix  in my journey through viewing stones; they have barely been 10 moments, but they have deeply influenced me not only as a stone collector but more significantly as a person. I have learned from him to keep an open attitude to enjoy ordinary moments and to get unique experiences from them.

I proudly consider Felix my first and more influential teacher in the field of viewing stones.  He has done it in a peculiar manner:


In my office, I keep the last stone gift from Felix: it is a special type of doha seki (uncut), that I named ‘Emerald Viewpoint’. Looking at it, this haiku has just sprouted:

Above the clouds

worries left down; only

a high soul.

Thursday, September 18, 2014

From 30-May to 1-June, a suiseki – haiku contest has been held in Frejus (France), organized by my old Italian friend Marco Favero. Frejus is a town located in Provence seashore, almost merged with the well known tourtist location of Saint Raphael, at about 50 km from Nice. Thanks to Marco and the hospitality of his friends Monique and Italo we were able to enjoy an unforgettable weekend and to meet and talk with French and Italian fellows about this two hobbies.

The unique characteristic of this contest is that every stone was displayed jointly with a haiku, written or chosen by the exhibitor. Furthermore, an award was granted to the best suiseki – haiku combination (maybe to call it composition is more appropriate). The fact the contest referred to my most loved hobbies made me obliged to participate.

My compositions were as follows:


“Troubled waters” Murphy’s


After wine, drunk

Just over troubled waters,

Sounds of silence



“La liseuse”Liguria


Sitting on grass,

Just looking at the pool,

The book is left


You all know I am not in favour of awards, neither granted nor received, though they are there and there is no option but to live with them. I must confess the award was granted to “Troubled waters”.


By the way, while we were having breakfast and looking at the garden of Monique and Italo, a little present for them just appeared.


In the morning


Cork oaks just

Arrange their hairs, but


Not their dresses