Tag Archives: Haiku

a grey mist

Posted on July 25, 2021 by istsfor manity

grey mist haiku the midday sun fadesa grey mist blurs the green hillsthe world disappears “Your best days are sometimes those when you end up with less on the page than when you started.” — Hilary Mantel / “How Writers … Continue reading →

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dead gossamer words

Posted on July 4, 2021 by istsfor manity

3/5 x 7/4 Haiku RedWhiteBlue idealsForged in dead gossamer wordsThree/fifths of a sin “Every nation is scared of the truth of what they have done to others.” — Charles Simic / The Monster Loves His Labyrinth

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a portent unsought

Posted on June 29, 2021 by istsfor manity

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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evil winds blow

Posted on April 18, 2021 by istsfor manity

  (press play button above for my short film: coco oooaaa) scirocco haiku a mitre-less popezucchettos fly off bald patesevil winds blow cold “1. Copy somebody’s style. 2. Fuck it up. 3. Keep fucking it up. 4. Keep really, really … Continue reading →

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your pie hole

Posted on April 17, 2021 by istsfor manity

(press play above to watch my short film: whipping) Overheard In a Dream Haiku “Typewriter bullets,” He says, “I’ll caulk your pie hole, Pink tart a-go-go!” “And life doesn’t last, art doesn’t last; it doesn’t matter.” — Eva Hesse / … Continue reading →

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grey alley stink

Posted on April 16, 2021 by istsfor manity

(press play above to watch my short film: minatory) minatory (haiku) dried blood in the air— grey alley stink of urine— a crisis of faith “So I’m a cat trying to make it in the world because I’m condemned to … Continue reading →

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in your wake

Posted on March 24, 2021 by istsfor manity

Haiku 32421 My heart is shrapnel — Incised, excised, in your wake — Fragments, incomplete. “My work is to believe in grace even though I don’t believe in God. To realize that all of my greatest fears are things that … Continue reading →

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an absurd life

Posted on March 12, 2021 by istsfor manity

What I Saw (Haiku Quatrain) The scab I pick raw Is a tear in the fabric Of an absurd life Sister Ray dances Naked after vespers dark Blind rat sniffs the air Fog rolls in hissing Starless sky is swallowed … Continue reading →

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claw trails glistening

Posted on March 2, 2021 by istsfor manity

Blues Cat Haiku Anger kitty struck, bloody claw trails glistening, cool blues filigree. “Anger after someone has died is a cake on a table, fully risen. A knife housed in glass.” — Victoria Chang / “Victoria Chang”

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white as death

Posted on February 13, 2021 by istsfor manity

Agonal Haiku Snow falls white as death Fumes exhaust the dying earth Black rime limns the ice “it’s a question of power which we must wield if it is not to be wielded against us” — Nikki Giovanni / “Love … Continue reading →

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