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July 25, 2004

where there’s smoke (thinking of So. Cal. friends)

Filed under: pre-06-2006 — David Giacalone @ 2:23 pm

Moon slipping out of clouds–

the scent of smoke

from mountain forest fires




bat moon



Windblown curtain–

from a fold, a white moth

flutters out into moonlight


in English-Language Haiku  (Jim Kacian, Dee Evetts, eds., Red Moon Press, 2001)

credits: both haiku originally in Modern Haiku XXX:3


in bed 


with a nagging back



one-breath pundit  


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