contemporary haiku since 1994
October 27, 2025 § Leave a comment
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the fly
on the way to
the pat of butter
the last of
the leaves catch
the pale orange light
October 27, 2025 § 1 Comment
punctuation
not a spice
a condiment
stop breathing
you hear the light
bulbs
fewer
feathers
this time
October 26, 2025 § Leave a comment
last of the sunlight
spread over the maples
on the hills
the hens investigate
the fox hole in
the blackberry
with the filter
off we can
hear the fish
like hands
grasping the grass
maple leaves
through the empty
salt shaker
the pepper shaker
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