contemporary haiku since 1994
July 19, 2025 § Leave a comment
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in spots
on the dry grasses
prairie flowers
big now
the cuckoo
breaks things
no one’s around
the giant
knocks
cool summer dawn
disagreements
with ghosts
July 18, 2025 § Leave a comment
cicada
the sheriffs
decide to leave
like bronze
and glass
poked at
it doesn’t budge
resonating through
the metal pole
lines of the hazy
ridge line sharp where
the sun hits them
July 16, 2025 § Leave a comment
the scrub jay
waits at the end
of the driveway
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