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poet, technologist, cynic, father of five, child of chaos, punker, prankster, patriot, punster, leftist, latino, japanophile, audiophile, beer drinker, quiche eater, dog walker, soft talker, deep thinker, shallow sleeper, introvert, covert operative in a parallel universe.

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

    Thursday, June 26, 2008

    the Dow drops —
    I pick up a penny
    from the sidewalk

     

    Tuesday, June 24, 2008

    Restless Blog Syndrome

    At first, it was a tale of two blogs:
    one dedicated exclusively to haiku; the other to stream-of-consciousness prose, insipid minutiae, unsolicited observations and extemporaneous rants. That’s the way it is now — and I’m not happy with the deliberate isolation. My observations in prose naturally lend themselves to haiku: segregating the two often leads to two incomplete portraits instead of one. Better to combine them, methinks.

    Not long ago, I did exactly this, but with a twist: a haiku-only blog, and then a blog consisting of the same haiku — plus everything else, but this seemed to involve so much unnecessary duplication.

    So here’s my proposal to myself: fold the current haikupoet.com - the blog into the current Extra Special Bitter, and ultimately redirect the former to the latter. Flames and arrows are henceforth cheerfully solicited.

     

    Thursday, June 19, 2008

    longest day —
    the sign in big black letters reads:
    LOST CAT

     

    Tuesday, June 17, 2008

    full moon —
    my granddaughter touches
    my silver hair

     

    Sunday, June 15, 2008

    Righteous takes the wheel

     

    Friday, June 13, 2008

    crowded train —
    her snake tattoo
    scowls at me

     

    Thursday, June 12, 2008

    train running late
    I almost cheat
    at solitaire

     

    Tuesday, June 10, 2008

    waiting for the train
    wilted peonies
    in a wine bottle

     

    Monday, June 09, 2008

    hot summer night —
    the dog’s breath
    against my leg

     

    Tuesday, June 03, 2008

    DWUI

    she sniffs a mangled shrub
    as if her last breath depends on it.
    only when I yank on the leash
    does she pull away.

    this obsession over worthless objects —
    is it a sign of intelligence,
    or something much more primal?

    unselfconsciously
    she squats to mark the spot.
    intelligence.

     

    Monday, June 02, 2008

    subprime

     

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