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December 30, 2018 § Leave a comment

 

end of the year

crumbs at the bottom

of the honey jar

 

end of the year

we straighten up

the rugs

 

end of the year

what to do with all

these red leaves

 

end of the year

maybe that will

suffice

 

end of the year

she says let’s leave

up the mistletoe

 

 

12/30/18

 

 

 

Chris Gordon Echoes 2

December 28, 2018 § Leave a comment

 

it’s a kind of light leaf shadows

 

the cats the way they are with cats

 

casting a shadow on

the ceiling a crane fly

stuck to the bulb

 

across the valley

controlled burns

converge

 

I didn’t miscalculate I was just incorrect

 

and then we can read about Mars she says

 

 

 

Thomas Wiloch Haiku 1994

December 27, 2018 § Leave a comment

 

internal

formulary

of the silent beach

 

(private echoes)

 

 

 

Thomas Wiloch Haiku 1994

December 26, 2018 § Leave a comment

 

verbal silhouette

flutters

off the tongue

 

(hollow moon)

 

 

 

Thomas Wiloch Haiku 1994

December 25, 2018 § Leave a comment

 

gentle

information

wound

 

(opium syntax)

 

 

 

Thomas Wiloch Haiku 1994

December 24, 2018 § Leave a comment

 

pin

the flesh

parchment

 

(archaic signal)

 

 

 

Thomas Wiloch Haiku 1994

December 23, 2018 § Leave a comment

 

eye of light

and

heart of shade

 

(ritual indication)

 

 

 

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