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  • Weighing the Risk

    Weighing the Risk

    Facing the last league of the Long Walk. The blanched branches of the naked-boughed elms and oaks, last sentinels of a long-dried-out forest, lie behind. The broad scope of an undiscovered country awaits. I can lay down my burdens here and proceed no more. Or I can continue to place one foot before another and…

  • #Haiku (4/12/25) #senryu

    #Haiku (4/12/25) #senryu

    4/12/25: Walk on your Wild Side day the wolf with the red rose in her teeth… tango nights #haiku #senryu #micropoetry #napowrimo2025glopowrimo #poetry

  • A Passionate Reconciliation

    A Passionate Reconciliation

    That day you apologized for ripping me a new one. Saying, “You’re my man,” your arms around me, as I slouched on the couch. The heat of the moment telling me what your heart meant Slowly life seeps into my veins as I shed my hurt an anticipation of a horizontal makeup The heat of…

  • #Haiku (4/11/25)

    #Haiku (4/11/25)

    4/11/25: Day of Silence zazenkai the crows say nothing #haiku #micropoetry #napowrimo2025glopowrimo #poetry

  • Number-essence

    Number-essence

    one day the temperature dropping from Spring to winter Two times waiting for rain to lighten up Three old guys around a teacher’s room lunch table talking all the shit you can imagine four seasons although who can say five fingers to count off the ways this ends

  • #Haiku (4/10/25)

    #Haiku (4/10/25)

    4/10/25: National Siblings Day diving crow a townhouse too far  from her sisters #haiku #micropoetry #napowrimo2025glopowrimo #poetry

  • #Haiku (4/9/25)

    #Haiku (4/9/25)

    4/9/25: National unicorn day Spring sunset the Unicorn tapestries at the Cloisters #haiku #micropoetry #napowrimo2025glopowrimo #poetry

  • Amor Linguae

    Amor Linguae

    As if it could be any other way… Savoring the sublime through language experiencing the true through language Feeling the heart race at the right word a pulse flutters at such uttered language exhausted yet engaging lyricality beholden to the subtlety of language Delightful to listen to the silence as though that isn’t the first…