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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.
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