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The Mazarrón Haiku

Mouth as big my head


Four lucky dogs live

Because she rescued them and

No one’s shot them yet.



Neighbors hate the dogs

Who bark at neighbors’ talking

And at cats stalking.



Cigarette smoke dwells

On dog hair, broken hardware,

Windblown doors, gnawed bones.

Take Down, Two Points



In Mazarrón, wind

Climbs the dusty roads, spreading

Chalk on garden rocks




2 Responses to “The Mazarrón Haiku”

  1. Hey you two- its been about 30 years- but I’m glad to see you ‘que todavia sois aficionados de la vida espanola’.
    where are your travels taking you next? Australia sometime?

    Posted by Jo Palser | June 4, 2012, 2:00 am
    • Jo, great to hear from you! After a couple months back in the States this summer, we are up in the air. But sooner or later we will take a swing back your way. Glad to have your email. Hasta luego!

      Posted by khenning | June 4, 2012, 2:12 am

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