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Monday, December 26, 2011
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Haibun
SILENT NIGHT
Our first Christmas in Switzerland is in a cramped two room furnished apartment, my husband and I and three children. We are newly arrived from Los Angeles.
The apartment is on the fourth floor in a building with a broken elevator. A promise from the concierge that it will be repaired toute suite does not come about during the two months we are there.
wind-blown snow
swirling in a paper-weightthe high window view
On Christmas Eve, after dinner in a restaurant, we climb the three flights of stairs, pour eggnog and open presents. The children fall asleep in their cots, and my husband and I refill our glasses, adding a dram of spirits. He reads and I write.
cold moonlight
I search the sky
for a bright star
Contemporary Haibun On-line, March 2010
Sunday, December 11, 2011
Haiku
Monday, December 5, 2011
Thursday, December 1, 2011
Haibun
THE LIKENESS OF THINGS
on the pavement
teenaged girls like talk to each other and like to their friends on their cell phones they like tell each other like everything that they like are thinking and are like trying to like talk above and like over the others without like pausing for like a breath with a sudden movement one girl like gets up and like slings her large bag like over her shoulder and like walks away soon the others like follow and the plaza is like quiet
plaza fountain
a steady sprinkling of dropson the pavement
Simply Haiku, Sept. 2010
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