Tag: haiku
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Such Simple Expectations
The day’s rain continues to fall. I play Local Natives’ Cafe Amarilla as I stroll up Larchmont Avenue. Some shoeless children play in a children’s play gym, as their barefoot moms engage with them. The boutiques have already closed. The movie theater remains boarded up. The song ends before I reach Starbucks. But not long…
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“Ah, the saying…” a #tanka/#kyoka (3/6/24)
3/6/24: flowers Ah, the saying “April showers bring May flowers” what do they say about mad March? #tanka#kyoka#micropoetry#poetry
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#Haiku (3/6/24)
3/6/24: Dune Muad’Dib’s Arrakean dream this downpour #haiku #micropoetry #poetry
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Three-Lake Loop
Sunday. A March day in the 50s (F). We forego our Zazen sit to hike an 8-mile loop in Fahnestock State Park. Dormant Maples and Birches greet us as we traverse the opening leg of the first trail. We skirt the edge of the first of multiple marshes we encounter. A winding ascent brings us…
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“cold rain…” a #tanka (3/5/24)
3/5/24: storm cold rain headlights reflect off the street yet from the kitchen the thock of her knife #tanka #micropoetry #poetry
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#Haiku (3/5/24)
3/25/24: ocean spring rain a longing to float in the Atlantic #haiku #micropoetry #poetry
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An Unwise Disturbance
They should’ve let me sleep. They could have. A short slumber is all I asked. A brief respite of time in which to pretend I was human. But no. They awakened me. So now, they pay! whirling limbs the folly of dances with dragons Punam tends Quadrille #196 over at dVerse Poets Pub. There, we…
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“in the middle…” a #tanka/#kyoka (3/4/24)
3/4/24: alarm in the middle of our co-planning the fire alarm another recital of “the best laid plans…” #tanka#kyoka#micropoetry#poetry
Frank J. Tassone 