Scott Metz Haiku 2009

March 18, 2020 § Leave a comment

 

the gravity of her on the darkness of the day

 

 

 

Scott Metz Haiku 2009

March 17, 2020 § Leave a comment

 

the only sound that’s come out of me all day firefly

 

 

 

Scott Metz Haiku 2009

March 16, 2020 § Leave a comment

 

new myths crawling slowly into the old heat

 

 

 

Scott Metz Haiku 2009

March 15, 2020 § Leave a comment

 

weed it openly challenging the war czar

 

 

 

Scott Metz Haiku 2009

March 14, 2020 § Leave a comment

 

full on associations i regurgitate the moon

 

 

 

Scott Metz Haiku 2009

March 13, 2020 § Leave a comment

 

the word God being eaten by robins in the field

 

 

 

Scott Metz Haiku 2009

March 12, 2020 § Leave a comment

 

if i were that dark cloud the seed of a tree

 

 

 

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