About ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐๐ข๐ค๐ฎ
๐๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง, ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ ๐
First Haiku: ๐๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง, ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ ๐unfolds like a quiet snowfall, each poem a small crystal turning in the light. The collection wanders through winter’s hush, sensual heat, mythic breath, and intimate moments that linger like footprints in fresh snow. What begins as a season becomes a landscape of emotionโ a tapestry of shadows, embers, memories, and soft revelations woven from both classical calm and contemporary fire. Some verses honor the pure, disciplined shape of traditional haiku, while others slip into non-traditional tides and one-line flashesโ brief sparks that cut through the frost with unexpected warmth. ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ท๐ฐ๐ญ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ด ๐ธ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ข๐ด ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ, ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ข๐ด ๐ข ๐ด๐ต๐ข๐ต๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ช๐ฏ๐จโ ๐ข ๐ด๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ด๐ช๐ค ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ด ๐จ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฎ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ค๐ฆ.
๐๐ฒ ๐๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐๐ข๐ค๐ฎ ๐๐จ๐จ๐ค, ๐ ๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ก ๐จ๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ.
๐๐ณ๐ฐ๐ด๐ต ๐จ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฅโ
๐ต๐ธ๐ฐ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ด ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ,
๐ธ๐ข๐ณ๐ฎ๐ต๐ฉ ๐ณ๐ช๐ด๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฅ.
