Tag Archives: Haiku

no one called

Posted on July 8, 2022 by istsfor manity

Green Sky Tanka + Ukiah Derecho green sky—White Nationalists in town,No one wants them here,No one called them to BostonTo goose step the Freedom Trail. To the children of the Klan,Stay home with your shieldsAnd tend to your own gardens. … Continue reading →

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choose something else

Posted on July 7, 2022 by istsfor manity

Something Else Haiku I don’t want to beThe person who creates moreRancor in the world. I don’t want to beThe person who is alwaysRight and needs to win. I don’t want to beA force for inequity—A wellspring of hate. I … Continue reading →

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missing its top

Posted on June 27, 2022 by istsfor manity

Microfiction Haiku Fu A microfiction—A mountain missing its top,Vancouver murals. What I’m Reading: “The calories in a great book equal those burned in its reading. Or it’s burning.” — Ben Lerner / Angle of Yaw

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impassive glitch in

Posted on June 24, 2022 by istsfor manity

Nada Haiku Well above the crowdImpassive glitch in the skyWhat do we call you? What I’m Reading: “Owls peck the windows of the 21st centuryas if looking forthe board membersof Exxon Mobilwho who who who who” — Ilya Kaminsky / … Continue reading →

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at nothing, nowhere

Posted on June 12, 2022 by istsfor manity

Arrow Haiku Fu (Close) My love for you is . . .A set of arrows pointingAt nothing, nowhere. What I’m Reading: “note found in cantonese fortune cookie:neruda slept here” — Wanda Coleman / “Neruda”

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was a mirage

Posted on June 5, 2022 by istsfor manity

Plague Rats Beget i. My ancestors crossedThe Sahara with rats plaguedRich with penury ii. My ancestors arrived in Spain in search of an oasis that was a mirage. The oasis would appear one-half-mile ahead beyond them, and at their arrival … Continue reading →

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looks like us

Posted on May 27, 2022 by istsfor manity

Unsustainability (ukiah 7-5-7) UnsustainabilityLooks like us right nowLife is full of bad choices What I’m Reading: “Look. We are more than our scars. We hold the memory of trauma in our roots. And still, here is a moment of pure … Continue reading →

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light the powder

Posted on May 25, 2022 by istsfor manity

Explode Haiku A proximate cause—A match to light the powder—The keg will explode. What I’m Reading: “Everyone does things they don’t want people doing back . . . Everywhere you look, the strong walk all over the weak.” — Mieko … Continue reading →

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impaled by sunshine

Posted on May 24, 2022 by istsfor manity

Liminal Haiku You can see through me—Hollow, fluid, liminal—Impaled by sunshine. What I’m Listening To: “Here comes life with his leathery whipHere comes life with his leathery, leathery” — Aldous Harding / “Leathery Whip”

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cooked to perfection

Posted on May 21, 2022 by istsfor manity

roil (ukiah poem) coronal mass ejectionroil bubble and boilthe earth cooked to perfection What I’m Reading: “Yet recent analysis shows there is now a 48 per cent chance of temporarily exceeding 1.5°C within the next five years.” — New Scientist … Continue reading →

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