Tag Archives: summer

Haiku – Failed Haiku

  family reunion I add hot spices to the mulled wine     foreign map the taxi driver’s prominent veins     heatwave the uber driver says my street is cool     Easter egg I gaze into a vacuum … Continue reading

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A Sense of Place – Meadow-Field – smell

  scent of summer the horse’s fresh straw bed   Troutswirl The Haiku Foundation Blog, October 3, 2018 A Sense of Place – Meadow-Field – smell https://www.thehaikufoundation.org/2018/10/03/a-sense-of-place-meadow-field-smell/

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Haiku – A Sense of Place: Meadow/Field – hearing

  summer meadow the horse’s whinny in the wind   A Sense of Place: Meadow/Field – hearing Troutswirl, The Haiku Foundation Blog, September 26, 2018 https://www.thehaikufoundation.org/2018/09/26/a-sense-of-place-meadow-field-hearing/

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Haiku – Heron’s Nest

  garden snail the distance between galaxies   © Martha Magenta   The Heron’s Nest, Volume XX, Number 3: September 2018 https://www.theheronsnest.com/index.html

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Haiku – hedgerow

  school’s out— the screeching of swifts   Martha Magenta   hedgerow #124: a journal of small poems https://www.amazon.de/hedgerow-124-journal-small-poems/dp/1725894262

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A Sense of Place: THE SHORE – touch

  pull of the tide – the slither of seaweed around my ankles   © Martha Magenta   A Sense of Place: THE SHORE – touch Troutswirl, The Haiku Foundation Blog, August 8, 2018 https://www.thehaikufoundation.org/2018/08/08/a-sense-of-place-the-shore-touch/

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Haiku – Akitsu

  blackberry moon he sucks the tune from a blues harp   half moon … the folded wings of a white butterfly   seaside beer … a seagull’s wing dips into the foam   Akitsu Quarterly, Summer, 2018 http://www.wildgraces.com/Akitsu-Quarterly.html

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