contemporary haiku since 1994
August 29, 2025 § Leave a comment
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apparently
the avocado
needs to eaten
the dog who chases
us along the fence
doesn’t bark today
greasy gray
smoke creeps over
dry golden hills
August 28, 2025 § Leave a comment
on the succulent
in the dark
a fly glints
the humid closeness
of the porch
thick with roses
the cherries
have shriveled and
no longer stink
thunderheads
become spheres
dissipate
last stack of
hay bales taller
than a building
a clutch of stones
with circular
holes
August 27, 2025 § Leave a comment
shiny staples
spit out
by the old wood
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