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Haiku #10 Empty Form

Form is emptiness, emptiness is form . . Black ink form suddenly emergent Creates space out of that white which is not the form Turning nothing into a something which is still not anything yet vivid . . La forma de tinta negra emerge repentinamente Crea espacio a partir de ese blanco que no esContinue reading “Haiku #10 Empty Form”

Haiku #9 Silence

. . Silence is golden Or so We are told! . . EL SILENCIO El silencio es oro O ¡Como nos dijeron!

Haiku #8 Lothlorien Leaves

Elves in language lost to men, sprites and spirits beyond our ken Frozen in captured time We are all trapped in fresh blue aquarelle nowness.

Haiku #7 Marching Mushrooms

Mushrooms march ‘cross vistas of subterranean consciousness Embodying dreams of silent, flowering conquest With soft flesh of fecund purpose. #7 10/29/21

Haiku #6 Van Gogh’s Blessings

After pasting in the Cornfields painting for Haiku #5 by once-pastor to impoverished mining community Van Gogh, and who inspired one of the characters in Emile Zola’s famous work ‘Germinal’ and who later died a patient suffering from mental illness induced by a lifetime of outer world hardships and failures, the following haiku arose, imaginingContinue reading “Haiku #6 Van Gogh’s Blessings”

Haiku: #5 The Times

He: scuffing a forlorn boot on wasteland gravel She: waiting by the river for Lothlorien Prince We: waiting for hope to prove worthy not traitorous (After pasting in the above cornfields painting for this haiku on a whim, another arose now published as #6.)

Haiku #4 Sunday bells

Gossamer thin she walks like willow Bitter sweet church bells sing out Sunday Our times are fading from memory.

Haiku #3 Hunting

Hunting for new property The gentle art of gauging pros and cons… Who is capturing whom?

Haiku #2 Mexican Street Scene

Rough rider Mexican street dogs sniff and bark Old beaters* nimbly navigate rough-shod pot-holes Wait! Where did the pandemic I just forgot go?! * beater = beat-up old car

2021 Haiku #1

Having hit a wall in terms of stories and articles because silence these days seems preferable to speech, it’s time for some haiku. For about 40 years now I’ve had a semi-regular practice of spontaneous composition of free-form poetry or haiku. They often get lightly edited afterwards to clarify the original thought or polish itContinue reading “2021 Haiku #1”