January 30, 2011

haiku

farmer with a Brueghel face
I walk into the 15th century

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scientist tying
Orions Belt – and why?
he's wearing suspenders

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waste dump
the four elements present -
cradle of life?


:::

blue sky
when did I last
see a clown?

January 28, 2011

haiku

bells from the train-crossing
I am not alone

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moonlight
removing what is left
of cover-ups

::

rain ::: those nameless waters

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biting an apple
the silent sky
of midwinter

January 26, 2011

haiku

the door squeaks
in three notes
start of frenzied sax-solo

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on the garbage bin
a thin layer of ice
and what is left of the moon
:::

willfully ignoring the other
black cat and I
beneath Orions Belt

January 17, 2011

tanka

”The color red
is the fastest” I yell
to the grayscaled
landscape
not moving

January 16, 2011

January 12, 2011

haiku

stacking my coins
two for the ferryman
rest for the laundromat

*

carpenters van
red as ketchup -
my arms stopped shaking

*

circle of rainbow
cast on the wall
reflection of Vivaldi Concerti

*

right side of the moon
a Bach Cantata
embedded in silver foil

*

Gesualdo
the voices of angels
and maddening jealousy

January 06, 2011

haiku

in an ink blot
reflection of the full moon
I watch it harden

January 05, 2011

January 04, 2011

January 01, 2011