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December 27, 2012
Winter 2012 Haiku Set by ~RedDragonfly is a spectacular example of the calming nature of haikus. A haiku does not need to follow a 5-7-5 syllable pattern and the form is wonderfully executed here.
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Literature Text
12-6
cats in the hall
shifting to find
the last afternoon light
12-7
all day the old cat
follows a spot of sun
down the hall
12-8
all my raked leaves
now a pile
at the back door
12-10
cold wind
street empty
a faceless penny
12-12
a cat's balance-
if you stop petting me,
I'll fall
12/21
rusted clouds
seventy miles per hour
towards the coming dawn
cats in the hall
shifting to find
the last afternoon light
12-7
all day the old cat
follows a spot of sun
down the hall
12-8
all my raked leaves
now a pile
at the back door
12-10
cold wind
street empty
a faceless penny
12-12
a cat's balance-
if you stop petting me,
I'll fall
12/21
rusted clouds
seventy miles per hour
towards the coming dawn
Literature
Fire and Water
It was raining in Lancaster on September 3rd 1555, and Jane Ask loved the earthy smell that it coaxed out of the soil.
She wiped away the sheen of rainwater from her forehead with the back of her hand and set her small basket of nettles down by the front door. Later she would dry out the leaves and reduce them to a powder; the substance worked wonders on small wounds which refused to stop bleeding.
Jane had always been something of an herbalist. Growing up with only a father, and two older brothers from his first marriage, she had spent the majority of her childhood outdoors. Now practically a spinster at the age of twenty-two, she knew the
Literature
sunrise, yule
this was the year of traditions begun. the world still dark, the morning still early, i climbed into my uncle's car. we drove out to the ocean, where the rippling sea fuses with the sky. white-headed eagles were perched still in trees. they cocked back their heads, opened their hooked mouths and screamed.
across an empty parking lot where once a cat had followed us. over driftwood pale with frost and sand hardened by the cold, we walked. our breath came out of us in thin plumes. it rose above us and hung there like smoke signals to the gods.
there were gulls on the water, gulls sifting through sand, gulls with their grey backs and fa
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windstorms and labwork
afflatus, inflatus, my morning globe,
as lithe as your impermanence.
and home! dread homes! are rabbit dugs,
spoonholed piles of mexican brick
where nothing ever touches down,
nothing here alive receives
the plains’ poor offering of gypsy light,
the ugly wind that meets the mudline.
[metaphors]
1. a mottled fence
2. and how these storms hold faceless teeth
that slat their eyes through butter-wood
then purge their guts on wintered florets
4. some freshly headless nativities,
their polyethylene skirts upturned
from violent sacks
5. and knowing i’m a souless
speck
i lick at what is manifest
beneath your
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EDIT: Wow, I had such a busy January with a very sick horse that I never even noticed I got a DD! Thank you so much!
EDIT: Wow, I had such a busy January with a very sick horse that I never even noticed I got a DD! Thank you so much!
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This is so cool !!!!
Haha i loved it xD
especially the faceless penny and the falling cat lol
Haha i loved it xD
especially the faceless penny and the falling cat lol