Tag: dVerse
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Mourning Song: a #haibun
The days between Dad’s death and his funeral passed with a frantic urgency. There Mom and I were, securing his plot, arranging his wake, purchasing his coffin. We held back the grief as we attended to the business of saying goodbye. I still needed to write his eulogy. Some time in the midst of all…
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Dragon Declarations: a #quadrille #haibun
Do you fear me? I come, bearing the storm! Delight with me in wind and water. Or despair of me in monsoon and typhoon. Force me back into the cave, if you dare. Or ride me! deepening twilight ascending and decending in this life for dVerse Poets’ Quadrille #81 – Here there be {poem} dragons…
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Smuggs ’14 Chronicle, Day 7: July 31, 2014—the Hike (an .@ImageCurve #haibun)
The shuttle bus pulls into a parking lot for the Long Trail somewhere out of Johnston. We stretch, introduce ourselves and set off. Pat sets a pace we weren’t used to. The forest closes in. Ascent follows ascent, each sapping a little more of our energy. Still, we carry on the usual small talk with…
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A Walk at Nyack Beach: An .@ImageCurve #haibun
The Hudson surges against the black boulders of the Nyack Beach shoreline. A woosh of water on stone is a chant in rhythm to the river’s tide. Frankie bikes around a bend in the dirt-and-granular track. We follow on foot, content to be left behind for a time. Hook MountainCasts a wide shadowWind caressing waves…
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A Commemorative Conflict: a #haibun for #dversepoets
Their grave rests in Maryrest Cemetary. I haven’t visited in a while–never mind how long. Why do I need to see their stone to remember them? All I have to do is mow the lawn, and Dad offers me his unsolicited advise on where to plant peach trees. All I need to do is sit…
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A Pubtending Premier Alert! #dversepoets #haibun #feature
I’m honored to premier my inaugural post, Haibun Monday: Memorial, today over at dVerse Poets Pub! The pub opens in less than two hours, at 3PM EST. Come join us! Hope to see you there! Memorial lain for the fallen a new wreath
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A Quart-milk Container Bird Enthusiast
It is a pretty bird. An Arts and Crafts instructor at Woodland camp showed us how to make them out of quart-milk containers. She dips papier mache wrapping into different colored dyes to make the foliage. Then she wraps the papier mache around the container. She walks around the paint-splattered tables in the cavernous, beige-painted…
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Water’s Canticle
Do you wonder about me? How I nourish life in one hand and strip it away with the other? How I descend to the lowest places even the most bodhivassatic of you fail to go? How I ascend to the heights that once only the gods dwelt? How do I do it? I yield, and…
