Tag: haibun
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#Haikai Challenge #130 (3/14/20): [spring/autumn] equinox (higan) #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga
How was your moon gazing, haijin? Many of you seem to have enjoyed it! Congratulations to last week’s contributors: Haikai Challenge Participants 1. Jane Dougherty2. Reena Saxena3. Eugenia4. Li/Lisa5. Rhen Laird 6. Linda Lee Lyberg7. Peter8. Jules9. Pat R10. Jen Goldie 11. Revived Writer12. Janice13. Xenia Tran14. Ken Gierke / rivrvlogr Powered by… Mister Linky’s…
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The Tao of War and Peace: a #PiDay #TankaProse
Our anonymous ancestors discovered fire. They lit their nights thereafter. Apex predators that had preyed on them before felt fear evermore. Cooked meat freed their metabolisms to generate cognitive growth. How long after did the first of our anonymous ancestors turn fire against another? Was its use the first weapon of mass destruction, in a…
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“My Corona…” a #haibun
All around us, the lists: Wash your hands Keep your hands away from your face Cough in your elbow or inside your shirt Wash you hands In such pandemic times, even simple tasks like shopping take on Herculean proportions. Mira managed to grab the last four-pack of toilet paper left on the shelves at the…
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#Haikai Challenge #129 (3/7/20): Super (Worm) Moon #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga
How well have you endured the East wind, haijin? Many of you did just fine! Congratulations to last week’s contributors: Haikai Challenge Participants 1. Jane Dougherty2. Li/Lisa3. Ken Gierke / rivrvlogr4. Dwight L. Roth5. Eugenia 6. Jules7. Rhen Laird8. Xenia Tran9. Rhen Laird10. Emily Karn 11. Linda Lee Lyberg12. Revived Writer13. Reena Saxena14. Pat R15.…
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O Atlantica! A #TankProse Ode
How many times have I gazed at your horizon? How many crashes of your surf against the turf of the New Jersey shoreline have I heard? How many white-foam crests have you crashed into me? How many times have I tasted your saline delight? Sea gulls may cry. Salsa and marange may blast from speakers…
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A Sunday Stroll: my latest .@ImageCurve #haibun
During the Giant game, a tease of a drive turns into a route. One I missed while at the Res with family. Sitting on a rock overlooking the reservoir. Lost in permutating ripples, and our stillness. sun’s reflectionstaring from a muddy bankbullfrog Photo by Izabella Taylor first published in Image Curve, March 4, 2020 for dVerse…
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PSA: Pathogenic problems
So, about yesterday… The virus began last week. I had a sore throat, coughing and a cold sore by the week. I left work early Monday, and I convalesced at home yesterday. All from a virus: no, not that virus! I’m back at work today. Hopefully, regular blogging will resume shortly. Until then… SAT day…
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A Martian Contemplation: a #haibun
Mars raged across the battlefield, killing Achaeans with abandon, until Minerva and her inspired Diomedes struck and drove him from the field. War, all too often, is the reverse. The allies of the Second World War strategically fought to resist Nazi and Fascist aggression. The last principal ally to join the fray, however, ended it…