Iranian Haibun by Massih Talebian

Massih Talebian

I was six years old living in a small city (Iran) and at our neighborhood a beautiful woman was living too.her name was Dina and she had two sons and one daughter.she was tall with long black hairs.every year from spring up to the autumn she used to become mad,losing her mind but even in this condition she was loving me but hurting the other children.her memories are living with me after 50 years and I was trying several times to write her story many years ago which finally I found her in haiku.

swirling flame 

amid the summer noon

nameless song