Ant Ant Ant Ant Ant 2020

July 1, 2020 § 1 Comment




tremor in the doctor’s call hardening my song


Helen Buckingham



There are twenty-two kinds of sweater

in case the interrogator asks


Jon Cone



the dance of metallic pigeons contrary to the opal





early spring

dog hair

in my rice


Nicholas Klacsanzky



someone else’s pebble in my shoe


Lori A Minor



impending war

you feed the cat

a little salami


Michael O’Brien



becoming mirrors all the dead clouds


Rich Schilling



in your footsteps the alphabet of dust


Shloka Shankar



night time heat –

flag decal

on his breast pocket


Orrin Tyrell




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Scott Metz Haiku 2015

June 30, 2020 § Leave a comment


no, not plastic

feathers the opposite

of feathers




Scott Metz Haiku 2015

June 29, 2020 § Leave a comment


her long conversation with the moon ends with funny




Scott Metz Haiku 2015

June 28, 2020 § Leave a comment


waters the stone waters the butterfly waters the water




Scott Metz Haiku 2015

June 27, 2020 § Leave a comment


elk carcass plans carved into the bones of next year




Scott Metz Haiku 2015

June 26, 2020 § Leave a comment


fogline cloudline blur into one another data breach




Scott Metz Haiku 2015

June 25, 2020 § Leave a comment


my child talks to my shadow too many leaves




Scott Metz Haiku 2015

June 24, 2020 § Leave a comment


long from the container it was wrapped in the mushroom’s echo




Scott Metz Haiku 2015

June 22, 2020 § Leave a comment


and often violent history.

– whatever the red flower is

called – closed.






Scott Metz Haiku 2015

June 21, 2020 § Leave a comment


another day that began with gunshots


the king of sharks




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