Haiku 73

Photo: Andrew Hamlin. CC-BY-SA 4.0

Bullfight poster
and a fly…
brushed away

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iPhone ringing,
(or is it just my head)…
Campus Parkway

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Red-striped robin,
perched…
cries to the geese

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In, and
(simply)
out, of the heat

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On closed eyes,
across the sun…
gull shadow

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“The Emerald
City Survival Guide”–
and a grounded honeybee

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Spring rain,
blue crane…
and its blue crane nature

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Monday,
chips basket tilts..
boat in a storm

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Wide-eyed
trots the dog…
through first snow

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Carne Asada–
how it cools!
(in that shadow)

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Tuesday…
mother hugs child,
curses gulls

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Two lovers,
train jostle clinks…
whiskey ice

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Two-note car horn…
(sleeping Friday away)
long, then short

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Dry well,
crow cocks its head…
late summer

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Gone south,
dried-fish man…
sticky grass

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My dead uncle–
how I miss
his hair

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Rain,
interrupting the wind
with a sermon

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tanka:
Train,
window,
tunnel,
hastened migration…
raindrops blown south

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The universe…
and lettuce
on my shirt

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Shhh… we must wait
for the statue
to not speak

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Sunday…
rusty bike creaks
down the block

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I collapse–
my ear to your heart…
slow, breathe, slow…

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Best thing
for spring (so far)–
those donut holes!

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tanka:
Wasp…
no more malice than
a man
who knows
where he’s going

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‘Tis spring!
Dog shit…
and mower drone

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Crow’s caw–
a miracle
pondered

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Prances,
the simpleton; sleigh bells
round his ankles

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