contemporary haiku since 1994
June 3, 2024 § Leave a comment
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why are all
the cows leaning
into dusk
they rumble
the blue clouds
of June
flies
too big
for a spider
a robin
thrashes between
the sleeping chickens
evening
the pillow still
impressed by your head
June 2, 2024 § 1 Comment
June 2, 2024 § Leave a comment
scent of warm rain
on a day you don’t
see anyone
tucked in corners
whispers and
receipts
my old cat
chooses Buson
for a pillow
the dead bird
gets the double bag
that cost the same as one
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