BEST OF ISSUE (Third Choice)
Najbolji haiku broja (trećeplasirani)
it's time to bloom,
The poet, tired of winter, is anxious for spring to arrive. Spring is not an object. It is nonpermanent, always changing, always coming and going, in a continuum of becomingness.
Issa sometimes spoke to lifeforms via hokku, seeing them through a child's eyes.