Showing posts with label A Hundred Gourds. Show all posts
Showing posts with label A Hundred Gourds. Show all posts
Sunday, September 8, 2019

Selected Tanka: Blackboard of His Mind Tanka

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no matter what Father just said ... his right hand keeps erasing the words on the blackboard of his mind A Hundred Gourds, 5:3, June 2...
Wednesday, September 4, 2019

Selected Haiku: Waiting Room Haiku

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waitingroom  t h e  s   t   r   e   t   c   h  o f  t e n  h o u r s A Hundred Gourds, 5:3, June 2016
Wednesday, May 8, 2019

Selected Haiku: Squid Boat Haiku

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the lights of a squid boat ... starry night A Hundred Gourds, 5:2, March 2016
Saturday, March 16, 2019

Selected Haiku: Returned Manuscript Haiku

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one coffee ring joins another ... returned manuscript Revision, A Hundred Gourds, 5:1, December 2015
Sunday, March 10, 2019

Selected Tanka: Barking Dog Tanka

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winter rain on and off, on and off ... thoughts of home interrupted by a barking dog A Hundred Gourds, 5:1, December 2015
Saturday, March 9, 2019

Selected Tanka: The Look Tanka

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she kisses me with the look in her eyes the distance between our shadows becoming shorter A Hundred Gourds, 5:1, December 2015
Friday, February 1, 2019

Selected Tanka: Tempest Tanka

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loneliness doesn't have a tongue ... and yet it speaks through a dripping faucet and the tempest in my mind Revision,A Hundred Gou...
Monday, December 17, 2018

Selected Tanka Prose: A Part, Yet Apart

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"'The letter 'I' is pronounced with a large flap of the tongue. In contrast, the best way to pronounce 'r' is to m...

Selected Kyoka: Gary Cooper Type Kyoka

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I say to her I'm the Gary Cooper type at dinner she nudges a shell open and finds nothing in it A Hundred Gourds, 4:3, June 2015
Friday, December 14, 2018

Selected Tanka: Bite Mark Tanka

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her bite mark still on my shoulder in shadowy light the shape of those unspoken words A Hundred Gourds, 4:3, June 2015
Friday, October 19, 2018

Selected Tanka: Eyeless Doll Tanka

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sleepless again looking at water stains on the ceiling I hug my loneliness like an eyeless doll A Hundred Gourds, 4:2, March 2015
Wednesday, September 5, 2018

Selected Haibun: Child Is Father of the Man

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winter twilight ... Father stands firm in diapers He can't remember what he had for dinner but can still hear The Spring Rain W...
Monday, September 3, 2018

Selected Tanka: Chalk and Time Tanka

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in twilight my childhood classroom ... the blackboard holds the lingering scent of chalk and time A Hundred Gourds, 4:1, December 2014
Thursday, July 26, 2018

Selected Tanka: Old Swing Tanka

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a winter gust riding the old swing in the backyard ... my childhood sweetheart in and out of my thoughts A Hundred Gourds, 3:4, Septem...
Sunday, July 22, 2018

Selected Haiku: First Light Haiku

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first light snowflakes treading the silence A Hundred Gourds, 3:4, September 2014
Wednesday, June 6, 2018

Selected Tanka: Hometown Memory Tanka

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hometown memory turning into snowflakes in the gusty wind ... from the car radio My Country Is Winter A Hundred Gourds, 3:3, June 2014
Tuesday, June 5, 2018

Selected Haiku: Weight and Shape Haiku

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the weight and shape of this moment -- a leaf through the air A Hundred Gourds, 3:3, June 2014
Tuesday, April 10, 2018

Selected Tanka: Darkness Tanka

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wrinkled loose-leaf pages ... I write to keep the darkness echoing A Hundred Gourds, 3:2, March 2014

Selected Haiku: Wintry Night Haiku

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wintry night one stray dog answers another A Hundred Gourds, 3:2, March 2014
Tuesday, March 13, 2018

Selected Tanka: Winter Moonlight Tanka

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alone I am stretched out on the bed winter moonlight on top of me   A Hundred Gourds ,3:1, December 2013