contemporary haiku since 1994
February 17, 2025 § Leave a comment
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it smells like
a library but you
can’t tell which one
February 17, 2025 § 1 Comment
green shoots
nudge the hollow
sunflower stalks
frozen food
people stare at
their own reflections
February 16, 2025 § Leave a comment
we help
our goat
into the goat truck
the rain
tapers off
jay drops in
February 15, 2025 § Leave a comment
peach buds
a gray
windy afternoon
February 14, 2025 § Leave a comment
thrusting
through frozen soil
yellow crocus petals
he tells me
he can’t sleep
when it snows
waiting for
the results my body
odor changes
some seconds
on the clock
louder than others
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