THE BISHOP AND THE BUTTERFLY
MURDER, POLITICS, AND THE END OF THE JAZZ AGE
by Michael Wolraich
Here's this week's heap of haikus:
The scent of jasmine scatters as the door is slammed and she rushes out.
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Hi there, come on in.
The ocean so vast, and the waves so persistent ... I'll swim tomorrow.
Woody Guthrie said that his guitar "kills fascists." Wish I had me one. (Happy would-have-been 102nd birthday this week to Woody Guthrie.)
Here's this week's patriotic heap of haikus:
A Times Square haiku quintet:
The statue of George M. Cohan in Times Square before the glut overwhelmed it.
Leanne Brown has authored a free e-book cook book for people who are living on food stamps. The book is titled Eat Well on $4 a Day, Good and Cheap.
http://www.leannebrown.ca/cookbooks
She is a food scholar that is doing this to give to the community. The cook book started as a project in college. She lives in New York City so the recipes have lots of ethnic flair to them. It is a small cook book.
Here's this week's heap of haikus: ---
Oh what sadness has risen in me. it makes my heart the heavier. ---- Maya Angelou told me why the caged bird sings; How her words could soar.
Lifting off from earth, our souls climb through the clouds to play in the cosmos. ---
The moist earth gave way to one insistent daisy, and now, fields of them. ---
A gritty sunset. Smoke pervades the horizon; San Marcos wildfires ---
Flowery bouquets, made the room seem less dreary. and soaked up her tears. --- There’s a twilight time between dusk and eve’ning that nurtures reflection. --- Double haiku:
I wrote, years ago about this dog I found at the rescue prison
hhahahahah
http://dagblog.com/arts/dogs-12087
I told you all that I loved that dog.
(Sorry for so many repeats, but I'm still having some vision problems. Hopefully, by next week, the blurriness will have totally cleared up.)
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