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Old habits die hard
On, as Michael pointed out, what should be an in-between weekend for the haiku project, I find I miss it if I don't do a few. Since this weekend is anomalous, though -- for those of you who missed that post, the haiku are moving to Saturday to accommodate Sunday morning basketball -- I'm bending one of my personal rules, the one that calls for the week's haiku all to be written at, and about, one brief moment in time.
Yesterday:
Gray flakes sliding down
Through pale sky brighten to white
Against dark water.
Last night:
Champagne corks, kisses;
I go home, on train with kids
Headed for next bar.
Today:
Early morning streets
Spare but not empty, muted
But never silent.
Happy new year, youse all. May 2006 bring us all closer to peace, and bring each of you closer to wherever it is you want to be.
Yesterday:
Gray flakes sliding down
Through pale sky brighten to white
Against dark water.
Last night:
Champagne corks, kisses;
I go home, on train with kids
Headed for next bar.
Today:
Early morning streets
Spare but not empty, muted
But never silent.
Happy new year, youse all. May 2006 bring us all closer to peace, and bring each of you closer to wherever it is you want to be.
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