dusky valley:
only silvery waters
have shape & hue.
Dusky Valley [Haiku]
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River Vision [Free Verse]
in a flat, wide river:
something juts up
from the water --
far in the distance
for an instant,
i startle:
seeing it as an
extended arm...
like that Stevie Smith
poem, but i discover
it's neither waving,
nor drowning, but
merely protruding...
a dead limb
stuck in the river,
drag & pull balanced,
waiting to be
carried away.
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Churning Seas [Haiku]
“Granadilla” by Amy Lowell [w/ Audio]
I cut myself upon the thought of you
And yet I come back to it again and again,
A kind of fury makes me want to draw you out
From the dimness of the present
And set you sharply above me in a wheel of roses.
Then, going obviously to inhale their fragrance,
I touch the blade of you and cling upon it,
And only when the blood runs out across my fingers
Am I at all satisfied.
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Stillness [Haiku]
sage sits on stone
until he and the stone
can’t be told apart.
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Grasshopper [Haiku]
DAILY PHOTO: Qiz Qalasi
“The Aim Was Song” by Robert Frost [w/ Audio]
Before man came to blow it right
The wind once blew itself untaught,
And did its loudest day and night
In any rough place where it caught.
Man came to tell it what was wrong:
It hadn’t found the place to blow;
It blew too hard—the aim was song.
And listen—how it ought to go!
He took a little in his mouth,
And held it long enough for north
To be converted into south,
And then by measure blew it forth.
By measure. It was word and note,
The wind the wind had meant to be—
A little through the lips and throat.
The aim was song—the wind could see.
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Cherry [Haiku]
vibrant red orbs
grow in dense clusters --
undisturbed, for now!
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