Tag Archives: Haiku

flashes of white

Limitation Monologue (tanka•tanka•envoi) Do you drool and mouseIn unauthorized likeness?Do you firebrick, too?You wisecrack and oscillateIn diacritics and wine. You have silkworms here:Dialectics and dashes,Flashes of white limbs.What did you bury last fall?Why does this corpse sprout and bloom? I … Continue reading

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sound of absence

reverse window (ukiah•tanka) dreamt i shot out ur window/ twinkled in the wind /ur reflection in a heap the sound of absence /sky’s a buttermilk sorrow /monotonal airgirded hemlocks central squaredin horizontal absence What I’m Reading: “Which is vaster in … Continue reading

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like drunken flies

land of crusts (tanka) brown desolation /a land of crusts and bleached bones /hovercopters dronelike drunken flies over rot /scavenging spavined corpses• What I’m Reading: “However, they won’t say: the times were darkRather: why were their poets silent?” — Bertolt … Continue reading

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siroccos for company

on the move (ukiah•tanka) yellow umbrellas sproutingin the rainforestcanopies of the insects orange gates appearin the desert signalinghumans on the movemass migrations from the heatsiroccos for company What I’m Reading: “Jan.16.2022 They drop the morphine under your tongue. Howit must … Continue reading

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seven blisters smooth

Echo Elegy (Tanka) We bleed salt and ice—Mournful echoes of glaciers—Seven sunburns deep,We lance seven blisters smooth:Heat domes in the skin-light dawn. What I’m Reading: “And if the urgency of a subject were indeed a criterion of its seriousness, then, … Continue reading

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flash at night

first night of winter (ukiah) darkness in the afterworldmuzzles flash at nightblack forest pierced by fireflies What I’m Reading: “Cold, moist, young phlegmy winter now doth lie In swaddling clouts, like new-born infancy;” — Anne Breadstreet / “Winter”

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keep the spoils

by doing so (tanka) bonus awarded—you get the prize, keep the spoils,i lose—get nothingin this manner life unspools—ouroboros unbroken What I’m Reading: “Right-wingers quote Orwell out of context to smear their enemies as fascists, and in the next breath laud … Continue reading

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the breaking point

strained (haiku) gusts bend a palm tree—warp it to the breaking point—strained, the palm abides What I’m Reading: “Did I tell you? I come from a people of sculptorswhose masterpiece was rubble.” — Ocean Vuong / “Almost Human” / Time … Continue reading

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backlit by sun

Scabs (tanka) Why so many scabs?She asks, unsure of my face.I have been in love,I say, dark, backlit by sun.She morphs into a cloudlet. What I’m Reading: “In the evenings, we read novels in separate roomsor in the same room … Continue reading

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turkey aint dead

thanks (tankas +) vision / revisionchristmas tree on a car roofturkey aint dead yetthe paint on the walls / tacks wetthree bulbs out on the light string speakers warble / hissjohnny mathis / let it snowturkey aint dead yethalloween pumpkin … Continue reading

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