tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87375634264995389292012-01-27T17:30:14.118+01:00L'Haiku è una forma poetica giapponese, composta da tre versi rispettivamente di 5-7-5 sillabe. Il tentativo è cogliere l'essenza di un fenomeno naturale, un fatto, una situazione, uno stato d'animo. A esso mi sono ispirato per ordinare le mie parole o il loro contenuto.pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.comBlogger1011100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-70737498996712812162012-01-27T10:42:00.002+01:002012-01-27T10:43:01.683+01:00Vedo il fumo <div>uscire dai camini </div><div>nasconde il sole</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-7073749899671281216?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-30537201404445568452012-01-27T10:42:00.001+01:002012-01-27T10:42:58.009+01:00Vedo il fumo <div>uscire dai camini </div><div>nasconde il sole</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-3053720140444556845?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-7744683914841580732012-01-24T10:35:00.001+01:002012-01-24T10:35:50.165+01:00Ecco la nebbia <div>ora posso perdermi </div><div>su strade note</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-774468391484158073?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-49372927003281737272012-01-21T12:14:00.002+01:002012-01-21T12:25:24.551+01:00Nell'aria fine <div>il volo dei passeri. </div><div>Io col naso in sù</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-4937292700328173727?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-26636699642178951272011-12-01T09:32:00.000+01:002011-12-01T09:33:18.395+01:00Solo ora sento <div>il respiro del pioppo </div><div>là sull'argine</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-2663669964217895127?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-29840222847930112472011-11-26T11:33:00.006+01:002011-12-01T09:32:33.192+01:00Resta il silenzio <div>a riempire di suono</div><div>le nostre stanze</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-2984022284793011247?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-56579187844233664492011-11-11T17:28:00.002+01:002011-11-11T17:28:47.888+01:00Neanche il grillo <div>col suo dolce frinire </div><div>spegne il silenzio </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-5657918784423366449?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-6710723727891874782011-10-18T18:04:00.000+02:002011-10-18T18:05:05.221+02:00Luna tra i monti <div>alta e lucente, sotto </div><div>noi che dormiamo</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-671072372789187478?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-23330009727925852762011-09-19T10:49:00.001+02:002011-09-19T10:49:29.106+02:00Nuvole in cielo <div>nel buio della notte </div><div>come fantasmi</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-2333000972792585276?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-56285496195071771642011-09-12T18:49:00.000+02:002011-09-12T18:50:02.408+02:00Sa di nostalgia <div>la luce a fine estate </div><div>che spegne il giorno</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-5628549619507177164?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-73231049586830054092011-08-15T01:00:00.001+02:002011-08-15T01:00:53.060+02:00Non è più l'ora <div>del riso spensierato </div><div>tocca l'attesa</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-7323104958683005409?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-49244554797389385732011-08-12T10:43:00.001+02:002011-08-12T10:43:52.828+02:00Cuor della notte <div>lungo il viale Anja </div><div>aspetta l'alba</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-4924455479738938573?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-32634851433320716802011-07-18T16:42:00.001+02:002011-07-18T16:42:42.719+02:00Qui sotto il sole <div>forti e vulnerabili </div><div>nei corpi nudi</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-3263485143332071680?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-73387867172604875782011-05-10T12:30:00.001+02:002011-05-10T12:30:57.599+02:00Pioggia su pioggia <div>cielo su cielo. Giorni </div><div>sui nostri giorni</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-7338786717260487578?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-33248586496803089782011-04-12T18:09:00.001+02:002011-04-12T18:09:54.282+02:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px; "><div>Seduto fronte </div></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px; ">al muro a respirare </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px; ">il giorno nuovo</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-3324858649680308978?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-11736989407077633922011-04-06T15:53:00.001+02:002011-04-06T15:53:53.473+02:00Fior di ciliegio <div>nel tepore di aprile </div><div>petali in volo </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-1173698940707763392?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-34886065241773482942011-02-09T17:11:00.000+01:002011-02-09T17:12:10.387+01:00Il vuoto guarda <div>la nostra vita piena </div><div>di inchini vuoti</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-3488606524177348294?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-3691931364349715952011-01-01T23:43:00.000+01:002011-01-01T23:44:58.650+01:00Notte di stelle<br />è l'ultimo dell'anno<br /><div>lo lascio andare</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-369193136434971595?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-76617697831016613372010-12-19T20:49:00.002+01:002010-12-19T20:49:57.647+01:00Arriva il sole <div>dalla finestra aperta </div><div>é giallo arancio</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-7661769783101661337?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-74178602104079543412010-11-14T10:42:00.000+01:002010-11-14T10:43:22.266+01:00L'albero stava <div>dove ora c'è un cespuglio </div><div>lo vedo ancora</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-7417860210407954341?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-87432576739059908972010-11-08T12:06:00.001+01:002010-11-08T12:07:42.979+01:00Le foglie gialle <div>accarezzano i piedi </div><div>segni d'autunno</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-8743257673905990897?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-10288360485022337602010-11-01T19:35:00.003+01:002010-11-01T19:36:04.759+01:00Grani di asfalto <div>sotto le vecchie scarpe </div><div>segnano i passi</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-1028836048502233760?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-40571615337952900092010-10-06T10:45:00.001+02:002010-10-06T10:46:50.390+02:00Nasconde i monti <div>l'afa in fondo alla strada </div><div>le vado incontro</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-4057161533795290009?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-16047696147050927262010-09-06T11:31:00.000+02:002010-09-06T11:32:01.861+02:00Nuvole in cielo <div>alte sull'orizzonte </div><div>guardan lontano</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-1604769614705092726?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-60323171593749265662010-07-28T09:02:00.001+02:002010-07-28T09:02:30.673+02:00Le luci al neon <div>mortificano le ombre </div><div>anche stanotte</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-6032317159374926566?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-28233575622486287732010-07-12T15:13:00.001+02:002010-07-12T15:13:56.693+02:00Un soffio d'aria <div>cancella i miei pensieri </div><div>fresca carezza </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-2823357562248628773?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-47156414235885290682010-07-09T17:00:00.000+02:002010-07-09T17:01:14.352+02:00In fondo alla via <div>lo specchio cui affidare </div><div>il desiderio</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-4715641423588529068?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-69146892150125121582010-06-16T11:23:00.001+02:002010-06-16T11:23:56.804+02:00gocce di pioggia <div>custodi del ricordo </div><div>le pozze d'acqua</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-6914689215012512158?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-4046784190118964412010-05-17T14:05:00.001+02:002010-05-17T14:05:37.380+02:00Aspetto il mare <div>come ogni primavera </div><div>ecco l'odore</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-404678419011896441?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-5642753390935315452010-05-11T11:32:00.001+02:002010-05-11T11:33:46.563+02:00Foglie sulla via <div>il sole le accarezza </div><div>tra un'ora e l'altra</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-564275339093531545?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-54717029977173662702010-05-06T11:39:00.001+02:002010-05-06T11:39:54.907+02:00Pioggia sul tetto <div>pioggia dentro noi. Come </div><div>fossimo acqua<br /><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-5471702997717366270?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-84147005345687452432010-05-03T17:26:00.001+02:002010-05-03T17:27:28.336+02:00Sole d'estate <div>ti aspetto qui seduto </div><div>a bordo strada</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-8414700534568745243?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-71794946410891187472010-04-21T16:13:00.001+02:002010-04-21T16:13:56.100+02:00Senza respiro <div>nel cuore della notte </div><div>aspetto il giorno</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-7179494641089118747?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-85092960559648269122010-03-30T19:15:00.001+02:002010-03-30T19:15:45.489+02:00Sempre diverso <div>il sole che ritorna </div><div>a primavera</div><div><br /><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-8509296055964826912?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-56656221744021270422010-03-18T18:41:00.000+01:002010-03-18T18:42:13.274+01:00Fine del tempo <div>son come un clandestino </div><div>in balìa di sé</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-5665622174402127042?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-85557378921916940772010-03-10T16:23:00.000+01:002010-03-10T16:24:05.127+01:00Il dojo è dentro <div>noi. Un colpo di spada </div><div>come un respiro </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-8555737892191694077?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-49868412109170088752010-02-25T09:22:00.000+01:002010-02-25T09:23:37.483+01:00Luce liquida <div>tiepida e odorosa </div><div>riti di marzo</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-4986841210917008875?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-25612522001320544612010-02-23T18:25:00.000+01:002010-02-23T18:26:00.707+01:00San Valentino <div>innevato. Urgono </div><div>cuori più caldi</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-2561252200132054461?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-25274528331744432542010-02-05T13:05:00.001+01:002010-02-05T13:05:49.765+01:00Ad occhi chiusi <div>mi guardo dentro, mentre </div><div>il vento passa</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-2527452833174443254?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-41004255189163270042010-02-03T19:41:00.001+01:002010-02-03T19:41:51.745+01:00Alba di gelo <div>il vecchio tiglio aspetta </div><div>i primi raggi</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-4100425518916327004?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-14698218675633396092010-01-16T22:08:00.001+01:002010-01-16T22:11:32.639+01:00Scende la pioggia <div>a ripulir le strade </div><div>dai nostri passi </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-1469821867563339609?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-40926879310781129862010-01-04T11:48:00.000+01:002010-01-04T11:49:14.707+01:00Oltre le nubi <div>dentro il cielo profondo </div><div>fino all'inizio</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-4092687931078112986?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-62051746935311388312010-01-01T19:34:00.001+01:002010-01-01T19:34:44.072+01:00La vedo andare <div>come l'anno che passa </div><div>nessun indugio</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-6205174693531138831?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-42551197060352104192009-12-25T23:34:00.000+01:002009-12-25T23:35:43.167+01:00Alberi spogli <div>contro un cielo di vetro </div><div>sole d'inverno </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-4255119706035210419?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-27998607268549603752009-12-15T13:16:00.001+01:002009-12-15T13:16:48.415+01:00Luce di notte <div>quando l'alba si affaccia </div><div>alla finestra </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-2799860726854960375?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-46054702162142908032009-11-20T11:33:00.000+01:002009-11-20T11:34:07.563+01:00La nebbia scioglie <div>i colori del giorno </div><div>dorme il ciliegio</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-4605470216214290803?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-32062291401806310462009-10-28T11:16:00.003+01:002009-10-28T11:17:25.599+01:00Scuote gli alberi <div>il vento cittadino. </div><div>Pioggia di foglie</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><i>di Alessandro Quesada</i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-3206229140180631046?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-84544704420183984152009-10-27T10:26:00.000+01:002009-10-27T10:27:07.207+01:00Il sole scende <div>dietro al campo - i grilli </div><div>cantan la notte</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-8454470442018398415?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-18707799650803561322009-10-27T10:24:00.000+01:002009-10-27T10:25:10.848+01:00E' notte fonda <div>solo la luna osserva </div><div>i nostri sogni<br /><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-1870779965080356132?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-76239875335069070252009-10-14T20:21:00.001+02:002009-10-14T20:21:44.924+02:00La casa é vuota <div>solo i nostri fantasmi </div><div>ad arredarla</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-7623987533506907025?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-67840154398685344122009-10-14T16:22:00.001+02:002009-10-14T16:22:54.753+02:00Pioggia e parole <div>di un grigio pomeriggio </div><div>d'intenso tessuto</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><i>di Alessandro Quesada</i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-6784015439868534412?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-78060123518264488842009-10-06T17:40:00.000+02:002009-10-06T17:41:01.084+02:00Si legge in metro <div>correndo nella notte </div><div>che sta immobile</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-7806012351826448884?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-78733504400587139862009-10-06T17:39:00.002+02:002009-10-06T17:44:54.080+02:00Stormi lontani<div>fanno sentire in me</div><div>fruscio d'ali</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><i>di Alessandro Quesada</i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-7873350440058713986?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-60201960741520919432009-09-24T10:18:00.000+02:002009-09-24T10:19:24.061+02:00E' notte fonda <div>Il ricordo del sole </div><div>dietro al mio sonno</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-6020196074152091943?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-83578873285593000252009-09-22T16:28:00.000+02:002009-09-22T16:29:47.336+02:00Festa di nozze <div>tra i sospiri del tempo </div><div>vino e sorrisi<br /><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-8357887328559300025?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-37493610269279180572009-08-30T10:10:00.002+02:002009-08-30T10:11:37.585+02:00Raggi di sole <div>come dritte autostrade </div><div>nel crepuscolo</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><i>di Alessandro Quesada</i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-3749361026927918057?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-10438540761162344952009-08-29T11:16:00.000+02:002009-08-29T11:17:48.707+02:00Dentro il giardino <div>il banano si muove </div><div>come a casa sua</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-1043854076116234495?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-77858847144665291682009-08-17T17:43:00.000+02:002009-08-17T17:44:25.498+02:00Morbida brezza <div>sull'azzurro del mare </div><div>ombra di cielo </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-7785884714466529168?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-73477521628984315152009-08-13T18:52:00.000+02:002009-08-13T18:53:37.634+02:00Tra le rovine <div>la luce che illumina. </div><div>Fiato del mondo</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-7347752162898431515?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-70539570337673420502009-08-06T17:58:00.001+02:002009-08-06T17:58:51.199+02:00Guardare dentro <div>è il piacere più grande. </div><div>Guardare il tutto</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-7053957033767342050?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-21413498036495523992009-07-14T11:28:00.002+02:002009-07-14T15:08:06.357+02:00Nuovi paesaggi <div>si spiegano. Li incontro </div><div>seguendo la via</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-2141349803649552399?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-57782798449463965342009-07-09T10:43:00.000+02:002009-07-09T10:44:06.721+02:00Rondini chiassose <div>con voli fulminei </div><div>tracciano il cielo</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><i>di Alessandro Quesada</i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-5778279844946396534?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-13499283915707914782009-07-03T18:25:00.002+02:002009-07-09T10:35:46.696+02:00Raggi di sole <div>sfidano la penombra. </div><div>Adesso è chiaro</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-1349928391570791478?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-44275488879076333272009-06-29T16:11:00.001+02:002009-06-29T16:11:37.310+02:00Spingo lo sguardo <div>sull'orizzonte, oltre </div><div>le onde del mare</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-4427548887907633327?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-13196939770232330102009-06-22T15:41:00.001+02:002009-06-22T15:41:41.049+02:00Giovani donne <div>annunciano l'estate </div><div>belle e fiere</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><i>di Alessandro Quesada</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-1319693977023233010?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-6093011397215214842009-06-21T17:58:00.001+02:002009-06-21T18:00:06.230+02:00E' canicola. <div>Il canto del passero </div><div>scandisce il tempo </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-609301139721521484?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-42469009925861442692009-06-18T11:38:00.003+02:002009-06-23T10:26:34.811+02:00Sotto i pensieri <div>il vuoto. La sua ombra </div><div>il mio vestito</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-4246900992586144269?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-62023002150530089962009-06-17T11:49:00.001+02:002010-02-25T09:25:53.239+01:00Luce soffusa <div>rumore di silenzio </div><div>notte che inizia</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><i>di Alessandro Quesada</i><br /><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-6202300215053008996?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-70724204477353056602009-06-16T10:46:00.001+02:002009-06-16T12:05:54.914+02:00Il tarassaco <div>si lascia spiumare.  Sa </div><div>che rinascerà </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-7072420447735305660?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-44317267217473339322009-06-15T09:57:00.000+02:002009-06-15T09:58:17.210+02:00Rari pensieri <div>volano in libertà </div><div>come farfalle</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">di Alessandro Quesada</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-4431726721747333932?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-2643115074404130482009-06-14T15:58:00.001+02:002009-06-14T16:33:37.802+02:00Dal letto sfatto<br />osservo il caldo. Anche<br />l'acero suda<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-264311507440413048?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-58387764487521592522009-06-12T18:43:00.000+02:002009-06-12T18:44:41.872+02:00Raggi di sole <div>ballano sul tavolo </div><div>danze di un tempo</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-5838776448752159252?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-84465727957798302822009-06-11T08:59:00.003+02:002010-02-25T09:27:36.590+01:00<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 19px;">La colza gialla </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 19px;">spegne i colori intorno </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 19px;">Luce che ride<br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 19px;"><br /></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-8446572795779830282?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-79642267246623642142009-06-11T08:43:00.002+02:002009-06-12T18:49:34.399+02:00Quiete nell'aria <div>la prima luce intorno </div><div>borbotta il caffè </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-7964226724662364214?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-20851460700146304602009-06-10T09:26:00.001+02:002009-06-12T18:51:16.234+02:00Lungo il cammino <div>l'arabesco di pietra </div><div>nasconde la via</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-2085146070014630460?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-2909473671496749462009-06-09T18:17:00.005+02:002009-06-12T18:51:46.663+02:00Passa il vento,  <div>cadono i fiori.  <br />Più della loro scomparsa,  </div><div>quella della primavera </div><div>mi accora.  </div><div>Come spiegarmi? </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Jisei, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">poesia di addio di Asano Takumi no Kami, signore di Ako, prima del Seppuku, inizio 1700</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-290947367149674946?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-609804122138457752009-06-09T09:37:00.005+02:002009-06-10T09:40:38.330+02:00Anche durante <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">zazen*</span>  la mente lavora.  Lasciate entrare i pensieri, osservateli e lasciateli uscire.  Come le nuvole attraverso le montagne.  Talvolta fanno pioggia, anche piena, poi transitano.  Le montagne non le ostacolano, né le respingono.  Questa è la vacuità.<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">*zazen </span>pratica dello zen da seduti<br /><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-60980412213845775?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-64104087800729255692009-06-08T16:18:00.003+02:002009-06-12T18:52:09.487+02:00Spegne l'anima <div>la pioggia senza fine </div><div>sulla finestra </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-6410408780072925569?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-79183481577056895812009-06-04T15:57:00.002+02:002009-06-12T18:53:25.188+02:00<div>Non ha valore </div><div>quanti cieli io vedrò.  </div><div>Conta il presente </div><div><br /></div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">di Alessandro Quesada</span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-7918348157705689581?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-3394448477103341532009-06-04T09:18:00.001+02:002009-06-12T18:53:55.619+02:00Dentro lo specchio <div>i riflessi oscurano </div><div>la mia immagine</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-339444847710334153?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-42185570698732748232009-06-04T09:14:00.003+02:002009-06-12T18:54:28.525+02:00A notte fonda <div>botta di vita in casa </div><div>scarpa assassina</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-4218557069873274823?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-45820380352866544322009-06-03T16:18:00.001+02:002009-06-03T16:19:14.685+02:00<div>Non perché qualcuno lo contempli, </div><div>nei profondi monti il ciliegio fiorisce </div><div>per la sincerità del suo cuore. </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Anonimo</span></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-4582038035286654432?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-88375499174799092382009-06-03T11:07:00.002+02:002009-06-12T18:55:00.378+02:00E' grigio il cielo <div>grigio anche il mare fermo </div><div>grigi i pensieri</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-8837549917479909238?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-19964790240376406122009-06-01T14:19:00.002+02:002009-06-12T18:55:31.327+02:00Sorrido perché<br />il sole mi saluta<br />dallo specchietto<br /><br /><em>di Alessandro Quesada</em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-1996479024037640612?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-84420712351065215092009-05-31T17:53:00.002+02:002009-06-12T18:55:56.968+02:00Il metrò corre <div>da una stazione all'altra </div><div>senza una meta</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-8442071235106521509?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-25578115310726222992009-05-30T17:44:00.000+02:002009-05-30T17:45:42.205+02:00Scende la pioggia.  <div>Le gocce picchiettano </div><div>sul mio cappello </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-2557811531072622299?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-48376173960240545672009-05-30T17:40:00.001+02:002009-05-30T17:41:56.221+02:00Nuvole nere.  <div>Tumulto di pensieri </div><div>nella mia mente </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-4837617396024054567?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-67860743020629820622009-05-29T10:12:00.002+02:002009-06-12T18:56:54.467+02:00Studio da geisha.  <div>Dal fondo dell'anima </div><div>prendo lezioni</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-6786074302062982062?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-75719964565725964982009-05-29T10:07:00.003+02:002009-06-12T18:57:28.585+02:00Luce che acceca.  <div>Le nuvole fuggono </div><div>verso la sera</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-7571996456572596498?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-28544073287235595382009-05-28T15:59:00.002+02:002009-06-12T18:57:59.257+02:00Ora appaiono <div>vuoti di ogni superfluo </div><div>corpo e anima</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-2854407328723559538?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-564938434550079642009-05-28T09:03:00.002+02:002009-06-12T18:58:28.946+02:00Primo mattino.  <div>ll sole spinge i raggi </div><div>sul mio respiro </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-56493843455007964?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-90237063412650511852009-05-28T08:57:00.002+02:002009-06-12T18:59:15.928+02:00Inchini e tagli <div>nel dojo si pratica </div><div>l'aria sorride</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>dojo<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">: letteralmente </span>luogo della via<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">. Lo spazio in cui si pratica lo zen e le arti marziali</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-9023706341265051185?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-20591487923376742252009-05-27T11:38:00.001+02:002009-06-12T18:59:54.763+02:00L'acero,  solo,  <div>muove le foglie,  rosse </div><div>come il tramonto<br /><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-2059148792337674225?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-90619607562567571072009-05-26T13:01:00.002+02:002009-06-12T19:00:27.024+02:00Sonno da alcool. <div>Il cuscino piange </div><div>il mio sudore </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-9061960756256757107?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-12300899669033871302009-05-26T10:47:00.001+02:002009-06-12T19:01:03.283+02:00Non dice di no <div>ma neanche sì.  Sta lì </div><div>in attesa di</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-1230089966903387130?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-66783813996377177722009-05-26T10:43:00.002+02:002009-06-12T19:01:34.470+02:00Scende la sera: <div>quante ombre si allungano </div><div>sulla mia strada! </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-6678381399637717772?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-73517478636295557112009-05-25T18:32:00.002+02:002009-05-26T10:54:27.860+02:00La vita umana ha un corso limitato.  Eppure vorrei vivere in eterno<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Yukio Mishima, poche ore prima del suicidio rituale, il Seppuku. Novembre 1970</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-7351747863629555711?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-19112980544267342552009-05-25T18:21:00.002+02:002009-06-12T19:02:09.363+02:00Il vento spazza <div>il cielo.  Sul mio tetto </div><div>nubi nascoste</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-1911298054426734255?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-188973873576999842009-05-25T18:18:00.005+02:002009-06-12T19:02:39.607+02:00Pioggerellina <div>sul mio balcone.  I fiori </div><div>corolle aperte </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-18897387357699984?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737563426499538929.post-85633396941544719052009-05-25T17:17:00.005+02:002009-06-12T19:03:24.866+02:00Dalla sua rocca <div>insidia la purezza </div><div>vince la morte </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8737563426499538929-8563339694154471905?l=haikuealtro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinoricohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10002913744418559782noreply@blogger.com0