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    extra special bitter
    hops are bitter. life is bitter. coincidence?

    Wednesday, November 29, 2006

    late November

    late November —
    game after game
    of solitaire

     

    Sunday, November 26, 2006

    holiday traffic

    holiday traffic —
    I don’t care about
    your honor student

     

    Thursday, November 23, 2006

    Thanksgiving traffic

    Thanksgiving traffic —
    all those turkeys
    behind the wheel

     

    Tuesday, November 21, 2006

    the last dogwood leaf



    the last dogwood leaf —
    forgetting where
    I put the rake


    photo by mmm

     

    Monday, November 20, 2006

    new moon

    new moon —
    my eyes adjust
    to a stronger prescription

     

    Sunday, November 19, 2006

    last of the home brew

    last of the home brew
    my boss announces
    his resignation

     

    Wednesday, November 15, 2006

    dusk

    dusk
    she darkens
    her eye shadow

     

    Tuesday, November 14, 2006

    Santa is Everywhere


    photo by mmm


     

    waking from a dream (a haibun)

    Things got weird in a hurry and stayed that way, even when they ultimately parachuted to a tidy conclusion. You morphed and shifted in both appearance and tone, troubled, distracted, indifferent. You were beautiful, harsh and fragile, enigmatic and impossible. Together we were awkward and unprepared: you took phone calls and flirted with my brother, who made an inexplicable cameo. I slept in a stranger’s house for an hour or so rather than making an early entrance. It was improbable and chaotic, all nerves and second-guessing. “Why is she crying?” your sister asked. “Why am I here?” I replied. Parting was classic art house fare: sleeping soundly at last, I opened my eyes and said goodbye.
    waking from a dream
    mist turns to rain
    and back again

     

    Monday, November 13, 2006

    November fog

    November fog —
    an unpaid bill
    in the recycle bin

     

    Saturday, November 11, 2006

    Veteran's Day

    Veteran’s Day —
    a frightened dog
    at the animal shelter

     

    Friday, November 10, 2006

    November sun

    November sun —
    let’s ignore the unraked leaves
    just one more day

     

    Thursday, November 09, 2006

    a beer is a poem is a hand grenade

    a beer is a poem is a hand grenade
    chasing the birds
    from every gray and leafless tree
    framing the horizon
    of impossible drunken haze
    and staggering to the bitter music
    of a cocktail napkin haiku.

     

    November rain

    November rain —
    the conductor sneaks a smoke
    between stops

     

    Wednesday, November 08, 2006

    changes...

    changes in Congress —
    the dog chases a crow
    from the compost pile

     

    Tuesday, November 07, 2006

    Election Night

    Election Night —
    the sparks from a cigarette
    thrown at my feet

     

    Election Day

    Election Day —
    my socks
    don’t match

     

    Friday, November 03, 2006

    hunter's moon

    hunter’s moon —
    the tension at the end
    of the dog’s leash

     

    Thursday, November 02, 2006

    All Soul's Day

    All Soul’s Day —
    a sudden craving
    for fried chicken

     

    Wednesday, November 01, 2006

    Day of the Dead


     


    Day of the Dead —
    the NASDAQ down
    by 32 points

     


     


    photo by mmm

     

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