Tag Archives: Crows

please call often

Press the play button above to watch my short film “it’s my birthday, too, yeah!” (1:10) Fugu-Flaker The days whir and zone by—fast as light—light / dark, light / dark, light / dark (so mournfully dark), light/ dark, light … … Continue reading

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smog has cleared

Pandemic Haiku 3 (redux) Smog has cleared the skyThe crows are strangely quietThe cicadas mute “This is a standard complaint of the right: the real victim is the racist who has been called a racist, not the victim of his … Continue reading

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a portent unsought

Crow Haiku (Terminal Interlude) Two crows on the railOne seethes, quails, a fish in beakA portent unsought “For the shape of loneliness is a holeWithout any edges, finallyThe entire universe whistles through it.” — Patricia Goedicke / “Though It Looks … Continue reading

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