The Bishop and the Butterfly: Murder, Politics, and the End of the Jazz Age

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A Ludicrously Lovely Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

 

 

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I keep wondering:
Will such wonders ever cease?
Not in this lifetime!


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Another Autumn Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

 


 

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Her name is Sandy.
She's a goddess of the beach
made with kelp and shells.

 

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A World-Weary Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

 

 

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Shy birds on the line,
trying not to heed the call
of Mother Nature.

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A Lazy, Hazy and Crazy Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

 

 

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A beach umbrella
keeps a lonely vigil as
the tide starts to turn.

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A Laborious Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

 

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Labor Day double haiku:


Forty hour work weeks,
Safety and child labor laws ...
a minimum wage.

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A Relaxing Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

 

 

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Sunshine and whiskey
are a lot like love; they all
can make you go blind.


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A Silly Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

 

 

 

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The scent of jasmine
scatters as the door is slammed
and she rushes out.
 


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A Delightfully Sunny Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

 

 

 

 

 

 

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