HALIBUT

A friend once asked me why I would want to devote my entire life to writing haiku. I could tell by her tone of voice that what she really was asking was why I would want to waste my entire life writing haiku. I told her that I wrote haiku because I did not feel that I was capable of attaining enlightenment by serving tea.            the first snow            if I write it disappears            the first snow Marco Fraticelli

People are constantly disappearing: some suddenly like lightning, others less dramatically like thunder. But like you, most are more like the morning mist lifting. They are there for a while, then they are not. And in the end, it matters little how they left . . . what remains is that we are still alone.            until your hat            faded into a butterfly            I yearned for you Marco Fraticelli & Chiyo-ni Each entry in A Thousand Years contains a haiku written by the 18th century poet Chiyo-ni and imagined letter to her former lover. Translations and inventions by Marco Fraticelli.