September 30 (Grass flute)

grass flute —
where did that memory
of green go?

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September 27, 1-3: What are these things, anyway?

1.

nothing in my mind that was not there before the moon

2.

he tells the story without remembering it        longingly

3.

no longer afraid of mice I look to see what you’re afraid of

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Not haiku, not really American Sentences … I think what I’m calling them is “the things I write when my brain hurts too much to write haiku but I feel guilty if I don’t write anything.”

September 24 (By the moon’s light)

By the moon’s light:
Black walnuts
Smashed open.

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Added later: And I swear I had not seen this amazing ku by Shugyo Takaha, posted today on Fay Aoyagi’s blog (which you should all be reading, are you?), before I wrote or posted this …