On Writing

POEM A DAY – January 29

This one's been ruminating for a couple of days. I was...curious about a certain person's interior, and so I did a little intuitive visualization...and what I see is...a haibun. Another...can't seem to stop writing them. Intuitive investigation results: his interior is abandoned huskbut for the blonde childplaying with weaponsin the quivering shadowsof a shrunken hearthe… Continue reading POEM A DAY – January 29

On Writing

Poem 249 – Haibun for the Eve Before the First Day of School

Haibun for the Eve Before the First Day of School It is the evening before the first day of schoolone of many firsts that will linger in our storybooksand simon & garfunkelserenade the bivouac of butterflies in my bellymigrating the stunning history of music through me – This bridge over troubled water is rickety and… Continue reading Poem 249 – Haibun for the Eve Before the First Day of School