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Wednesday, September 28, 2022
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Wednesday, September 7, 2022
Haibun
THE TASTE OF HONEY
You expect to find that your childhood home is older. You also find it smaller. Duller. The neighborhood is confined, insulated, a world unto itself. You wouldn’t fit in even if it were ship-shape and clean of graffiti and rusting cars. Even if there were neat plantings in front of each house and window boxes with flowers and children playing hop-scotch or roller skating on the sidewalks. Even if the older folks sat on their front porches on a summer night and gossiped. You know it would not be your home anymore.
the taste of honey
dissolving
into nothing
Bottle Rockets
Thursday, September 1, 2022
Haiku Sequence
A NEW SEASON
the empty pool
rippling in the wind—
first day of school
autumn equinox
playing outside
five o’clock shadows
an armful of fall
not knowing wildflowers
from weeds
forecast for frost
lugging plants inside
to babysit
apple orchard
the tart-sweet taste
of memories
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Haibun
Odysse y An elusive floating. I reach out and clasp sunbeams. I move forward, searching for I know not what, yet, understanding...