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Saturday, March 27, 2021
After Wendell Berry
Do not shy away—
Those little words that
Come out of silences,
Make them hear what
You have to say.
Thursday, March 25, 2021
Haiku: Twisted Sense Of Humor
Artful you thought it
Funny everybody was
Not tied up in knots.
Tuesday, March 23, 2021
Haiku: An Open Book
More moving than that
One we know you read without
Turning the pages.
Sunday, March 21, 2021
Haiku: Sagging Derelict
Shuffling by that old
Familiar façade, you see
How much it still hurts.
Friday, March 19, 2021
Haiku: Perspicacious Runaway
When you know from which
Direction the waywardly
Wind’s going to blow.
Wednesday, March 17, 2021
Haiku: Ninja Apologizing
Sorry if I hurt
Your feelings, I didn’t know
You were a brick wall.
Monday, March 15, 2021
Diogenes The Dog
—for Elizabeth Boleman-Herring,
who's always known the difference.
Woo-hoo!
Too many thought he was just
A flea-bitten louse slumming
In an earthenware jar; still fewer saw
He was much more than that--a literate
Chigger who bit only those who knew
No better than to bite off more
Than toothless curs could chew.
Saturday, March 13, 2021
Haiku: Possible Impasse
Imagination
Wants us to be all-knowing—
We want to know more.
Thursday, March 11, 2021
Dissipation Is
By your bedside night after night,
One candle after another burning
Feverishly at both ends,
With no end in sight.
Saturday, March 6, 2021
Greek In/Fancy
of light
windy hillocks
swaddled
in
undulate swaths
of bittersweet thyme.
Thursday, March 4, 2021
Light's Dark Hideaway
You can never really
Get enough of it—
Even in full daylight, some orphaned
Part of you wants all the light
That’s still out there hiding,
Waiting for the right sign
To take you in.
Monday, March 1, 2021
Haiku: If The Shoe. . . .Blah Blah
—for Joseph Hutchison, kindred pitchman
To find the challenge
Gauche enough to find the right
Syllables to fit.
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