#haiku
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)
Thomas Wiloch Haiku 1994
December 22, 2018 § Leave a comment
sublime doctrine
of
the glass dice
(retina concentrates)
Thomas Wiloch Haiku 1994
December 20, 2018 § Leave a comment
intone
the mirror
ceremony
(silent ice)