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

ends

the king of sharks

 

 

 

Scott Metz Haiku 2015

June 20, 2020 § Leave a comment

 

to either

sea

 

gull

 

or

smoke

 

 

 

 

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