
Am I asphalt. Am I blacktop and asphalt. Am I slanted and straight. What is slanted and straight. What is asphalt. What is the wind-swept lane that I am. What is the wind. What the wind is.
an empty street
Who lives on 24. Who works from home on 24. Who looks out a bay window at me. Who I look at through a bay window in 24. Who looks out, who dreamed of a full classroom. A classroom where students stood up and walked out. Who walked out as a supervisor sat. A supervisor sat, who looked puzzled. Looking puzzled, the dreamer from 24 said, “that was our last class.”
a squawking trio of crows
What I am. What am I. What I wish for. What wish am I for. What does it matter. When has a wish come true? When has truth been a wish? What matters. Matters.
roost in a bare oak
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Oh, what a fabulous write! Gertrude would be proud of you. And I love the way you have made it into a haibun with those striking one-liners
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