In the heat of the day, the sun beats down upon the earth like a drum. The river flows like an angry snake, driven before the mongoose. The branches of the trees lie languid, parched from the long drought. In…
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Earthen Gifts
Walking through the desert with mountains ahead. The heat is oppressive in midsummer, light and heat shimmering off the ground. The land is quiet; the animals are asleep in the afternoon heat. Through paths and washed out ditches we walked,…
Haibun
In explanation of the entry Spring becomes Summer, I am attempting something known as Haibun, a Japanese form of writing that combines short (usually) prose and Haiku. As with all Haiku, the symbology used is very important. In the case…
Spring becomes Summer
I am sitting in a desert auditorium, watching as young adults walk through the last ceremony of their current scholarly pursuit. Is this a journey’s end for them or simply another hill to observe the future? What of those who look back…
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Posted in Poetry