contemporary haiku since 1994
July 22, 2026 § Leave a comment
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many of the willows
tend not
to weep
maybe you
should catch on
fire first
the whistle of
the universe makes
you sick
you turn the shiny
crows thirty
degrees
before the fish evolves
the first balloons
catch on fire
they miss the point
they make everything
plural
July 20, 2026 § Leave a comment
butterfly
drowns
in air
smash
my
bishop
thunderheads
start
fires
ghost
in
white
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