Tag Archives: Haiku

frozen iguana falling

falling tanka so cold i’m like afrozen iguana fallingfrom a palm tree trunk i almost look like a brancha sign of weather whiplash? What I’m Reading: You are placed in landscape, you are placed in time. But, within that, there’s … Continue reading

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frontispiece in shards

forks (ukiah • haiku • tanka) an eye asquint at weatherroam through the ruinsfrontispiece in shards anew cling to my vestmentsforks in the road are not forksmy hairshirt newly shredded you look up and smileblinded by the ecliptic —apocalyptic —you … Continue reading

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not a bot

brain feed tanka i am not a boti’m not an algorithmnot a post-human — won’t wreak enormous damagenot brought to you by ai What I’m Reading: Peace abroad and war at home? It’s an unusual note to strike in an … Continue reading

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one thing reel

decenter the I tanka flickering my eyesi will decenter the Ilike a flicker film caught in the gate / melting down /the WE — is the one thing reel What I’m Reading: i’d wolf abuela’s nopales and howl this resuscitated … Continue reading

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heighten the parallax

i squeeze an eye tanka i squeeze an eye shutto heighten the parallaxthe world looks better in this way the world askewappears to gain equipoise What I’m Reading: I am drunk. Forgive me that I couldn’t bearto see you off, … Continue reading

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the blind horizon

Annihilation Haiku (redux) The mushroom cloud growsAcross the blind horizonA hot gray snow falls What I’m Reading: “We come to our deaths / in silence. / The bomb speaks.” — William Carlos Williams / “Asphodel, That Greeny Flower”

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forged in dead

3/5 x 7/4 Haiku (redux) RedWhiteBlue idealsForged in dead gossamer wordsThree/fifths of a sin What I’m Listening To: HateInjusticeOpportunityDietary guidelinesHousing for the future — Kim Gordon / “Bye Bye 25!”

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earth a cinder

a cinder haiku stepped out of the firestraight into the frying panthe earth a cinder What I’m Reading: We have known for more than a century about the climate consequences of burning fossil fuels. And it wasn’t just the scientists … Continue reading

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no planet b

planet b tanka (redux) ain’t no planet bwe made planet a real sickwildfires spewingfire tornadoes miles highwhile oceans acidify What I’m Reading: It’s a new kind of pain. — Puloma Ghosh / Mouth

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narrowing inward turn

(unchecked / unimpeded) tanka+ what is this place now?a narrowing inward turn—the shock of the real— falling short of our ideals—original sin baked in (now flourishes unchecked / unimpeded) What I’m Reading: A common stereotype about people on bikes is … Continue reading

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