Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Green water
dancing rabbit sawdust latrine
windmills whipping like silencer trains
high above the prairie lo
but there’s a real train
and another and another
all throughout the night
as rain dances across
the top of my tent like a million
dancing rabbits, little ones.
Sunday, February 08, 2009
Misc. Haiku 56-60
56
When I watered my jade
With Schlitz
Of course it died.
57
To set the clock
I look to see what time it is
While holding the missing clock.
58
It’s been weeks
But finally I hear it —
The rain.
59
Stuck but not
Dead in winter
Plotting Spring.
60
If someone came and
Hacked to death whatever —
Quiet home.
