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Literary Passages

Six Haiku, December 2011

My haiku warm-up exercises turned into multi-day workshops. I could keep fiddling with these things indefinitely. Here, so I can move on to something else:

In our jet cocoon
Silk strands floating behind us
A tensile trail home

Your body deprived
Goes numb, the dragging foot draws
Warped lines of anguish

Camino soundtrack:
Clicking sticks, cows munching, flies
In step with mind set

Downsized offerings
Of floral temples bless men’s
Iron handlebars

Dreaming drags out the
Dormitory mug and bowl
Mom never gave me

Woman wrapped in blue
Seeks only a place to sleep
A carton keeps her


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