daydreaming w/ Bob Arnold
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The faces of dolls.
In unavoidable ways
I must have grown old.
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Seifu
translated by Daniel C. Buchanan
Enomoto Seifu (榎本 星布; 1732–1815) was a well known haiku poet. She was born into a samurai's family and received a good education.
from Our Backs To the Wind
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whatever
the rain decides
the river takes
near the mountain top —
the wind doesn't stay
on the path
another day of rain
not even stepping over
the puddles now
holding up the snowfall
the park bench
in her memory
squeezing
into our universe
cherry blossoms
New Year's day
the party hat not made
to stay on
yard sale—
a bookmark
falls out
the somewhere else
of this summer night —
the firefly in her glass jar
Dad's funeral —
the same knot
in my tie
in both hands —
the water she carries
from the ocean
another room
the song she sings
to herself
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Gary Hotham
Our Backs To the Wind
selected haiku
Brooks Books 2025
beggar child —
even in his lap
morning frost
the old hand
swats a fly
already gone
snow melting —
the thin children
of the slum
a chicken strolls
through the sitting room. . .
a long day
we start the spring
in our everyday clothes. . .
me and sparrow
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A Taste of Issa
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