poetry qotd

March 2nd, 2012 § Leave a Comment

Poets are not born in a country.
Poets are born in childhood.

Ilya Kaminsky

Haiku Brew

February 28th, 2012 § Leave a Comment

Okay, this app just has to get made:

Haiku Brew

[sensed]

December 31st, 2011 § Leave a Comment

Grave of YosaBuson (与謝蕪村墓)

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watching the trees
the wind sensed but not felt

[rain]

September 21st, 2011 § Leave a Comment

September
afternoon rain
drops slow as snow flakes

sunny road #haiku

August 10th, 2011 § Leave a Comment

Sunny road —
cardboard sign leans against a post:
FREE

[darkness]

July 22nd, 2011 § 1 Comment

Crickets turning the trees into bells in the darkness.

[not awake]

June 16th, 2011 § 1 Comment

not awake enough
to turn the swifts’ chitterings
into a haiku

traffic

June 8th, 2011 § Leave a Comment

Listening for poetry in the flow of the traffic. Heat already overwhelming.

may

May 21st, 2011 § Leave a Comment

going through the house opening windows —
one still locked from winter

[unfamiliar]

April 28th, 2011 § Leave a Comment

Midnight in spring, unfamiliar sound:
wind through the leaves

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