a pair boxing
the hares, they thump
run and repeat
#haiku #poetry
#DailyHaikuPrompt - hare
World Citizen since forever. Scholar-at-large since 1996, interested in discourses of technology, sensoria, social reproduction, and poetry as cognitive device.
Avatar: Joe Average, Canadian Coin, 2019
a pair boxing
the hares, they thump
run and repeat
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#DailyHaikuPrompt - hare
nimbus
harbinger
of rain
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#DailyHaikuPrompt - dark cloud
clumping snowflakes
crushed into a ball
sent spinning splat
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#DailyHaikuPrompt - snowflake
You are a star
And you only happen once
so affirms Sylvester
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#DailyHaikuPrompt - star
mile after mile of camellia bushes
like well-curated topiary
plantation of tea
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#DailyHaikuPrompt - camellia
struggling
short huffs
runner's breath
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#DailyHaikuPrompt - breath
Robert Fitzgerald said that when phrases are repeated in Homer [...] it enriches, it reinforces, it insists, and it grows in strength and power. I feel like one of my key concerns is the relationship between the part and the whole.
David Naimon interviewing Arthur Sze
https://tinhouse.com/transcript/between-the-covers-arthur-sze-interview/
north by northwest wind
stirring the seed pods on the redbud
a chorus catching background light
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#DailyHaikuPrompt - north
cratered by blasts
the broken plain
bare in all its desolation
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#DailyHaikuPrompt - desolation
December
extravaganza
on a budget
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#DailyHaikuPrompt - December
flash of red
straight flight path
from tree to tree
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#DailyHaikuPrompt - cardinal
gone are the junco
north
to their breeding grounds
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#DailyHaikuPrompt - juncos
Bachelard from The Poetics of Space:
How many dreams told objectively, have become nothing but oneirism reduced to dust! In the presence of an image that dreams, it must be taken as an invitation to continue the daydream that created it.
moonlight
crackles
over jagged ice floes
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#DailyHaikuPrompt - moon
Gillian Sze:
Sometimes I search for the end of the line. Sometimes I search by way of sentences. Always I search by way of breath.
https://periodicityjournal.blogspot.com/2023/08/gillian-sze-further-short-takes-on.html
duvet time
snug and warm
on a cold night
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#DailyHaikuPrompt - cold night
lapsang souchong
relishng
its smoky flavour
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#DailyHaikuPrompt - tea
scarf tucked
buttoned
collar up
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#DailyHaikuPrompt - winter coat
dry rustle
of withered reeds
geese waddle here
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#DailyHaikuPrompt - withered reeds
turnip off the truck rube
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#DailyHaikuPrompt - turnip