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Monday, October 13th, 2008
1:53 am
[idunnoh]
Kicking, clawing: the
orange cat's life-or-death grudge-
match with the cat tree.

* * *

First cool day: mist, dark
straight fingers of cypress, slight
breeze, uneasy flags.

* * *

A low-lying flock
of newspapers heading north
in freeway traffic.
Sunday, October 5th, 2008
10:04 pm
[natichu]
ha!
found last night while stumbling drunk through the streets of Ottawa:

unexpected haikuCollapse )
Thursday, September 18th, 2008
3:28 am
[idunnoh]
All day, everything
I've seen has been
its actual size.
Saturday, September 13th, 2008
12:40 pm
[idunnoh]
I'm back to the rhythm of school days:

Chatter of students
arriving; after they leave,
a deeper stillness.

* * *

Some things have changed over the summer:

The long-haired kid shaved
his head bald; his friend's crew-cut
grew into a shag.

* * *

Holds up his skateboard,
sandpaper surface forward:
"Where should I put this?"

* * *

Laughing, she still
covers her mouth, though her braces
were removed last spring.

* * *

"Sorry, your birthday
cake won't fit in my little
refrigerator . . ."

* * *

Tense silence of timed
essays--later, the empty
classroom exhaling.
Thursday, September 4th, 2008
10:38 pm
[idunnoh]
From "Reality TV Haiku"--"Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders: Making the Team 2"

"The crowd says 'shake it bigger'
and you want to shake it bigger.
You want to flip your hair."

* * *

The black cat stalks past,
knocking over some papers
and a pencil box.

* * *

This amazing deal
only while supplies last--plum
blossoms and the moon.
Tuesday, September 2nd, 2008
2:48 am
[idunnoh]
On a predictable poet:

His images praise
themselves: "See, we match your
preconceived aesthetic."

* * *

Some people want strict rules about the content of haiku and senryu:

Overdetermine
a genre? Pastorals dwelt in
a petrified forest.

* * *

Welcome home: trees grown,
pipes rusted, termites, rubble
of excavation.

* * *

Budget guide to Rome:
find ruins new enough to
camp in unnoticed.

* * *

The computer says
"thit, skithit," performing tasks
secret, unbidden.
Friday, August 29th, 2008
3:12 am
[idunnoh]
Preoccupation
clouds my eyes: everything I
see is "seen-already."

* * *

My anxious mind
is a wasp's nest buzzing
with Things to Do.

* * *

Medicated, I
wake, brain stuffed with cotton, all
ready for a nap.

* * *

Wonder what Frederic
Chopin would have thought about
Herbie Nichols (shrug).
Saturday, August 23rd, 2008
9:52 pm
[idunnoh]
Restaurant noise makes a bad music:
grumbling tutti, blatting soloists.

* * *

Two barriers between
the patrons and cooks:
one of glass,
one of steam.
Thursday, August 21st, 2008
1:44 am
[idunnoh]
On the wall, brown scars,
all signs torn loose: the shuttered
emergency room.

* * *

The black cat lies down
on my notebook, switching her
tail against my pen.

* * *

A strong perscription
drug keeps me awake all night
writing bad haiku.
Tuesday, August 19th, 2008
1:42 am
[idunnoh]
The neon moon
over the bowling alley
flickers.
Sunday, August 17th, 2008
12:01 am
[idunnoh]
My wife's gentle snores;
my sweating face against a
sweaty pillowcase.

* * *

Eyes closed, half-asleep,
suddenly I jerk awake:
no idea why.

* * *

Despite my shoulder
pain, not one note of Bach's
partitas has changed.

* * *

Textbooks
heavy as
tombstones.
Wednesday, August 13th, 2008
12:30 am
[idunnoh]
Opening the screen door:
one cat in,
one cat out.
Monday, August 11th, 2008
5:19 pm
[wendelah1]
But really,
Is there any such thing
As bad cheesecake?
Sunday, August 10th, 2008
8:24 pm
[idunnoh]
She underlined her favorite Bible
verses so often that her pencil
wore through the paper.

* * *

One cat washes; one
stands on a pile of boxes
and surveys the room.

* * *

"She doesn't want to
be with me . . . mostly I don't
even think of her."
Friday, August 8th, 2008
3:56 pm
[idunnoh]
These are "senryu"--
more psychology, less zen,
seasons optional.

* * *

I believe that you,
miserable Catullus,
would have liked senryu.

* * *
3:39 pm
[idunnoh]
Already sweating,
I guess I'll take out the trash . . .
parched lawn and bare earth.

* * *

Chatting on the phone
with an old friend: I'd forgotten
his style of joking.
Tuesday, August 5th, 2008
1:30 pm
[idunnoh]
Air conditioner
vent--those plates look sharp, like gills--
poisonous silver--

* * *

Wooden ducks atop
the bookcase, don't be afraid
of all those cobwebs!

* * *

Birds hidden in leaves,
how long have you hung crooked
above the TV?

* * *

Fast food joint: two girls
in soccer clothes, flipping coins,
the table ringing.

* * *

Summer noon: blinding
white sidewalks, cars, houses, clouds;
black cat sprawled in shade.
Saturday, August 2nd, 2008
8:18 am
[idunnoh]
Black cat--likes to sleep
with her head buried in the
side of the cat-tree.
Friday, August 1st, 2008
8:59 am
[idunnoh]
Remembering
a high-school gaffe: strange, the freshness
of forty-year-old shame.
Thursday, July 31st, 2008
3:26 am
[idunnoh]
Just a little smog,
enough to hide the mountains--
summer picnic day.
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