blowing from the north
first fallen leaves collect
on the southern side

inevitably
fall on fresh snow
last leaves

red leaves
much more brightly
the first snow

Without wild ducks
The lake becomes empty
Melancholy

the fallen leaves
the autumn wind chases
on sidewalk

rattling wind
a scarecrow flaps his hands
leaf fall

behind stone fence
a cloud of crows hover
graveyard

sad delight
unusual whiteness
first snow

late autumn
painted by the first frost
constellation of stars

by hostess
flaunts her beauty
autumn

late autumn
in wrinkled tattoos
handful of petals

in twilight
on a web desire
the first star

Mountains of snow,
Search for a forage sparrows -
Crisis

Growing darkness
The sun will go out
On street lantern

Late autumn -
It is latent by a gray fog
Sacrament of night

Leaves and wind
Together listen to silence -
Late autumn

The autumn breaks
Summer last dress,
Thread of a web.

As if laughs,
Autumn into face
Wind prickly

Hoarfrost and windows
Cold of flickering stars,
World is infinite

It becomes cold
Fantastic wood will grow
Hoarfrost on points