Monthly Archives: August 2015

A Wistful Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

Here’s this week’s heap of haikus: tanka haiku: All one ever knows, Is what they’ve experienced, Or taken on faith. But, like silt in riverbeds, Both can muddy the waters. — They think they’ve won, but … like the phoenix … Continue reading

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A Kerouac-ack-ack Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

Here’s this week’s heap of haikus: Jack Kerouac – American Haiku I found this other day on YouTube.   It is beat poet and novelist Jack Kerouac reading his own haiku with little bits of Jazz music in between each one.  … Continue reading

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A Dog Day Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

Here’s this week’s heap of haikus: triple haiku: O’er the crest of the hill, beyond the turn in the road … where hope resides. turn the corner, lift up the veil, enter darkened rooms, destiny waits. Do not be fearful. … Continue reading

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A Debatable Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

Here’s this week’s heap of haikus: Regrets percolate under calm demeanors and eat away the soul. — Whatever happened to haberdashers?  these are the things I wonder. — California’s drought makes me think they’re headed for “Urinetown” … for real! … Continue reading

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