Favorite
haiku of the winter/spring 2012 issue:
a
lark
fades
into
insect
hum
summer
grasses
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Favorite
senryu of the winter/spring 2012 issue:
lepidopterist
unlike him the butterflies
have not decomposed
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Favorite
haibun of the winter/spring 2012 issue:
The Wind
Some say the wind starts in a cave where a man sleeps. He dreams of a woman and sighs.
solstice moon
breasts that filled
and emptied
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