15 bicycle light never stopping to let me catch up
16 multiplication tables all the things I can’t forget
17 peace pipe blowing bubbles beside the sea
18 expired passport all the nebulae I kept meaning to visit
19 protest march spring comes anyway
20 microwave platter my food comes from a dying star
21 resisting arrest unidentified weeds in the garden
Week One is here. Week Two is here.
Am I getting any better? … Never mind, I don’t want to know.
in the shop window
the umbrella sags
sun clouded over
sick child reads
about the moon
storm on the way
sick child coughing
by the window
for the sick child’s noodles
These are three separate haiku, not really intended as a sequence, though as I was looking through what I’d written this morning it occurred to me that they could be seen this way. At any rate, they seemed to need to be together for now.
Don’t worry, the sick child will be just fine.
it’s colder here than there
if you came
we’d drink tea together
sun through the screen door
on my son’s plate
maybe it’s you calling
I go on
eight apple slices
in a brown bowl