contemporary haiku since 1994
January 24, 2026 § Leave a comment
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ice so thin
you blame
your eyes
snoring on
the laptop the king
of our cats
better sleep
bad
dreams
January 22, 2026 § Leave a comment
a spider puts
the philosopher
to bed
still looking for
a vanilla
envelope
the scale won’t
caress
you
dried cheese rinds
it’s been weeks
since the winter fly
your breath
rustles the pages
a moth emerges
fruit fly
how did
winter make you
January 22, 2026 § 1 Comment
you leave
the machines
compete
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