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- Category: April 2013
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- Category: April 2013
washerwoman —
in death her wrinkles
ironed away
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- Category: April 2013
emptiness —
love drains the cup's
last drops
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- Category: April 2013
defining limits
Yukon-Kuskokwim Delta
without godwits
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- Category: April 2013
first light —
the universe shaping up
within her eyes
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- Category: April 2013
sickle moon —
a cat plays cat and mouse
with a mouse
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- Category: April 2013
lover's leap —
the princess falls
for a frog
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- Category: April 2013
starlit path . . .
a poinsettia brims
its sacrifice
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- Category: April 2013
autumn rain . . .
a cypress susurrates
white sound
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- Category: April 2013
moonstruck —
the lady of the lake
raises a sword
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- Category: April 2013
in the spotlight
hiding behind the tears
of a clown
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- Category: April 2013
the old pond —
another haiku missing
in action
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- Category: April 2013
moonless night . . .
shadows lengthen along
a blind alley
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- Category: April 2013
autumn harvest . . .
a breeze ripples a field
of wild oats
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- Category: April 2013
bush debris —
a mushroom clouds
my judgement
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- Category: April 2013
antique verse —
a tadpole stirs up
the pond scum
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- Category: April 2013
night fall —
shadows bridge the distance
between our eyes
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- Category: April 2013
lacking voice,
dew-drenched trees burst into
a dawn chorus
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- Category: April 2013
tropical storm —
a lavalava shadow
darkens coral sands
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- Category: April 2013
overstayer!
the old woman spinning yarns
like a fifth wheel
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- Category: April 2013
moonless night . . .
a sun dial's shadow
freezes
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- Category: April 2013
mosquito!
your life's chiaroscuro
on a white wall
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- Category: April 2013
autumn light . . .
fig leaves wreathe through
a girl's song
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- Category: April 2013
what holds me?
sound of a pine breeze
in her touch
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- Category: April 2013
dried off cow
its eyes too look empty —
the flickering screen
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- Category: April 2013
night train . . .
distance thins out
with its sound
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- Category: April 2013
eluding
the words to unveil it:
mountain mist
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- Category: April 2013
transit lounge
between nocturnal spasm
and the dark night
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- Category: April 2013
pregnant pause . . .
the redness of a tomato
about to burst
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- Category: April 2013
clear night:
dark brushstrokes enter
the inner eye
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- Category: April 2013
spring fever —
the lightness of footsteps
from the mist
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- Category: April 2013
third hour —
a leaf falls deeper into
its gasp of stillness
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- Category: April 2013
a nun lingers
on the first mystery —
all day long
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- Category: April 2013
rain forest —
the sound of night gasping
within thighs
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- Category: April 2013
autumn wind . . .
rain drops spiral through
galaxies
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- Category: April 2013
drifting deeper
into the scent of autumn . . .
that life, and this
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- Written by: Stephen Bailey
- Category: April 2013
night fall . . .
shadows lengthen
our eye contact