Tag Archives: Haiku

hot hill kills

Posted on July 14, 2023 by istsfor manity

the last (haiku) fridge cool the morningsfurnace in the afternoonsthe last hot hill … kills! What I’m Reading: “I survived Canajoharie climb …” — T-Shirt on CETC Tour

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bore a hole

Posted on July 13, 2023 by istsfor manity

Flare (The Flat Tire Tanka) Pain can be tiring Heat is excruciating The sun was a flare That bore a hole in our backs We peddled like hollow men What I’m Reading: “FR:Cycle the Erie Canal Tour: Severe weather is … Continue reading →

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will bike less

Posted on July 10, 2023 by istsfor manity

would rather (the tired tanka) biked sixty-five miles beside the erie canal would rather bike less tomorrow i will bike less a mere fifty-five! What I’m Reading: Why kid you—I’m too tired to read. — me

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nothing with nothing

Posted on June 30, 2023 by istsfor manity

pilgrimage (tanka) fall into rhythmpilgrimage gains momentumcross-hatched sunlight pathrevelations—step by stepconnect nothing with nothing What I’m Reading: “It’s never been my experience that things get more complicated when I walk. On the contrary, everything becomes simpler and clearer.” — Torbjørn … Continue reading →

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gods of destruction

Posted on June 29, 2023 by istsfor manity

Scour + Scourge (tanka) A thick orange sky—Particles falling like ash.The wrath of Vulcan unhinged—Scours and scourges the country.We—the gods of destruction. What I’m Reading: “… this particulate matter, 20 times smaller than the diameter of a human hair, can … Continue reading →

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cavil and caw

Posted on June 26, 2023 by istsfor manity

the diacritics (dada tanka @ n+7) i cavil and cawi eat yams in a yashmak you cough wrath unmaskedyou backhand a cedilla the diacritical—we What I’m Reading: “Sometimes, when I catch myself emptying a bucket of my own shit, butchering … Continue reading →

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two flat skunks

Posted on June 21, 2023 by istsfor manity

dead stuff / summer solstice (tanka and haiku with envoi) yesterday i spiedmany dead animaloids—whirred by at some speed‘bout 14 miles fast—i hope to see less today… a rash of squirrels—white bone and feather blue jayits blue crest intact a … Continue reading →

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gesture becomes statement

Posted on June 20, 2023 by istsfor manity

gesture (haiku) suggestion through painta gesture becomes statementsplash of blue on red What I’m Reading: “Don’t evaluate a short ride in physiological terms. Easy pedaling is good thinking time.“ — Grant Petersen / Just Ride: A Radically Practical Guide to … Continue reading →

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cars ruin cities

Posted on June 14, 2023 by istsfor manity

cars ruin cities (found haiku) cars ruin citiesi thank you for not drivingride your bike instead What I’m Reading: “Cormac McCarthy, the formidable and reclusive writer of Appalachia and the American Southwest, whose raggedly ornate early novels about misfits and … Continue reading →

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ghosts drifting through

Posted on June 13, 2023 by istsfor manity

Wanderlust (found ukiah) The churchgoers appear—paleReplaced by joggersGhosts—drifting through public lives What I’m Reading: “I’m getting tired of not wearing underwear / and then again I like it / strolling along / feeling the wind blow softly on my genitals…” … Continue reading →

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