Originally posted on thoughts and entanglements: Lately, I’ve found myself wondering if animals in the wild behave as we do. I watch the nature show, and I don’t know. I often feel bad for the prey being chased. I yell at them to run! But as that fails and prey becomes dinner and I see…

Originally posted on Blue Willow Haiku World (by Fay Aoyagi): 剥きだしの心臓である冬の汽車　　　中内亮玄 mukidashi no shinzô dearu fuyu no kisha ??????????? its heart ??????????? exposed… ??????????? a winter train ??????????????????????????????????????????????? Ryogen Nakauchi from Haiku, a monthly haiku magazine November 2021 Issue, Kabushiki Kaisha Kadokawa, Tokyo

Originally posted on Peter Frankis writes: refractory gang —  eyes, toes, night sweats  a heart overthrown like my dad I yell  at the screen, what new thing now?  Image: Skeleton dancers and band on theatre stage, Sydney, c. 1928. Photographer unknown c/- State Library of New South Wales on Flickr. Musing on the body and…

Originally posted on elancharan gunasekaran: winter dawn the cobbler mending his mind on the sidewalk

Originally posted on Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin: vintage heartin an old wood frameFebruary begins

Originally posted on Cat Nap Revue: monarchs leavetheir winter homedeep orange rush