Français,
adultes
La deuxième place
Ana Drobot, Bucarest,
Roumanie
Tempête
les cris des corbeaux
noircissent le ciel.
furtună
strigătele ciorilor
înnegresc cerul
"A haiku is not a poem, it is not literature; it is a hand becoming, a door half-opened, a mirror wiped clean." (Haiku: Eastern Culture, 1949, Volume One, p. 243., Translations and commentary by Reginald H. Blyth)