Skip to content →

Category: Haiku

haiku: 23 November 2013

wee hours, awakening
from a doze to frosted windows
the neighborhood silent, asleep

23 November 2013
Oak Street

Leave a Comment

haiku: 21 November 2013

burning eyes half-closed, head full of cotton
time to get under the covers
await the cold November morning

21 November 2013
Oak Street

Leave a Comment

haiku: 18 November 2013

more birds than I’ve ever seen at once
flying in a great horde above Atherton Street
off to conquer a warmer kingdom

18 November 2013
Oak Street

Leave a Comment

haiku: 16 November 2013

it’s unusually warm for November
tonight I’ll be in Brooklyn again
ready to say my goodbyes

16 November 2013
Oak Street

Leave a Comment

haiku: 12 November 2013

the sound of a big truck
or a hard, cold November wind
pushes me deeper under the blanket

12 November 2013
Oak Street

Leave a Comment

haiku: 10 November 2013

it wasn’t until spilling
half the miso soup from the pot
that I remembered I own a ladle

10 November 2013
Oak Street

Leave a Comment

POEM: a rose by any other name

1378373_224554747704589_650260561_n

a rose by any other name

shield bug on the door
seeks shelter from the autumn chill
she and her scent aren’t welcome

18 October 2013
Oak Street

Leave a Comment

POEM: car dealership haibun

IMAG4992

car dealership haibun

Three men in white shirts are moving back and forth in front of the tall windows. The sun is streaming into the waiting room but they’re not concerned about the weather. They’re looking out into the lot, straining to see a head of hair or a hat bobbing between any two cars. The telltale signs of a customer. You’d think the lot would be packed on this gorgeous fall day, but those who can find a job are at work and the rest can’t afford a car. The tiny trees wave in a lackluster breeze, headstones placed in memory of what once must have been a forest. The men in white shirts keep watch.

waiting room man
eats crackers in monk’s hat
sun warming his neck

*

old man stares raptly
at television hunting program
waits to hear his name

*

magazine on her lap
she looks at me when I speak
but doesn’t respond

15 October 2013
State College, PA

Leave a Comment

POEM: rooftop haiku

feet hanging off a dirty rooftop
strumming a blues as the rain starts
thinking of you

4 October 2013
Oak Street

Leave a Comment

haiku: 29 September 2013

dog asleep on a beanbag
cool air slinks in the kitchen door
I sit typing under the stopped fan

29 September 2013
State College, PA

Leave a Comment