Writings
The Train Departs for München
For a moment I dozed off while my eyes focused on the finer details of the chair that rested in front of me. The background quickly blurred and the great mass of colourful scenery fused and mixed together to form something unappealing and formless. The fast pace of the train suddenly felt like time froze or at least slowed down as the blue, green, brown and dark mass was swirling in the periphery of my sight. It was however only an illusion, a deception of my senses.
Eldritch Christmas
And on the Day of the Longest Dark — the Eternal Void — the Lord thus cometh through the cracks under the streams of blood from the Unknown Valley…
Haiku of the Morning Fog
Haiku written as part of a morning reflection during a foggy winter day. The enshrouding fog can reveal the inner disturbances as we are not distracted by the faraway things. More focus must be paid for the present and the footsteps may reveal something valuable for the patient mind.
The Ghost of The Wolf
The story of a heartbreak cast into words, moulded by emotions and a long period of grieving. This story was originally written for a different unfulfilled love that never came to be, but I returned to it after another more recent heartbreak that also fitted this theme.
The Greenhouse
The Greenhouse is a place where flowers bloom, shielded by the cold cruel weather.
Autumn Walk in the Arboretum
An Autumn walk on a rainy day in the Arboretum of the University of Szeged.
O water! O water!
Haiku written at the arboretum during an Autumn walk.
Willows’ Tears
A haiku of the life giving late summer rain.
A Window to Nature
Picture taken at the Arboretum of the University of Szeged, during the Summer of 2025.
Wolves’ cry out for Moonshadow
Part of my life cast in a Japanese tanka.
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