Diana Teneva

A tale beginning

I’m bringing up a dream.  Every morning I face it as if I were before a mirror. I measure it, I gauge it by my eye if it is mature enough, ready to become true. Is it full of the zap of life, and is it about to bubble up?

late dusk…
the acorn having a dream
about its oak-tree
a gentle breeze
blows my dress

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About the Author 

Diana Teneva is a Bulgarian writer. Her poems have been published in many journals, including  Sketchbook, World Haiku Review, The Heron’s Nest, The Mainichi, Asahi Haikuist Network, A Hundred Gourds, Shamrock, and Chrysanthemum. Some are translated into Russian, French, English, Italian, Spanish and Croatian.