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Found Haiku
Lifted from its sequence, punctuation adjusted [dropping a comma after “melons”] heat fattened melons guard a standing hoe George C. Miller. Ladders to high places (Toronto: Cló Chluain Tairbh, 1962) And so for day 1682 22.07.2011
Chopping and Tossing
Mollie Katzen. The Enchanted Broccoli Forest “Improvisation Notes” Cooking is a very personal statement, whether you follow a recipe, vary it, or invent your own altogether. The same recipe made by different people on different days and in different kitchens … Continue reading
Blossoms Scattered, Eyes Scratched
The 2005 Griffin Poetry Prize Anthology has a selection from nominated poet Fanny Howe. Her On the Ground which I continuously misquote as Open Ground by some concatenation with Opened Ground: Selected Poems, 1966-1996 of Seamus Heaney. In any event … Continue reading
Again After Basho
My earlier glonk noise on Basho’s famous frog-pond poem has some twins composed in 2001 and here reproduced for your aural pleasure: I pond, old old pond frog leaping in in ripple sound II rippling sounds from frog splash a … Continue reading
Tracking Pips
This haiku smashed watermelon punctuating long last notes oak galls & crickets went through many permutations: oak galls & crickets long last notes of a summer passing past crushed watermelon oak galls & crickets long last notes of a summer … Continue reading
Tree Destiny (winter haiku)
A rift on a line from Matthew 7:17-20 and pondering the fate of being consigned to the fire pan dendron agathon the parable of every good tree ends in dry crackle of winter Parable improbable. Haiku for winter thoughts. And … Continue reading
Hankering (summer haiku)
In February, in this part of the world, the light has returned but the warmth remains remote. It is perhaps no wonder that the summer-themed haiku are written during the cold of winter. Gazing out the window upon the skeletal … Continue reading
Of Sounds and Languages
Torill Mortensen in a Wednesday, January 25, 2006 entry “Returning Home” on the blog thinking with my fingers writes I feel homesick for a language that touches me in a different manner, a longing towards harsh consonants, clear vowels and … Continue reading
Spring haiku
one ice-rival pearl precocious snowdrop snout sniffing light’s return And so for day 115 08.04.2007
kennings in haiku
fierce hand knows no ire at the end of a taut line tugs wind riding kite and so for day 70 22.02.07