Haiku Not Bombs

A collaborative haiku blog including contributions from Tom Gilroy, Jim McKay, Lili Taylor, Grant Lee Phillips, Denise Siegel, Cheri Smithson, Patrick So, Alison Roth, Biskit Roth, Jim's father-in-law, Beth Ann Fennealy, Anna Grace, and Shin Yu Pai

Friday, March 25, 2005

catch up time, posting problems solved. see y'all once a week after this

Concon, Chile:
grey meat, stale crackers
light spanish conversation
counting syllables

mi abuelito
shuffling up the hallway
110 (mph) at 93 (y.o.)

Valparaiso, Chile
rickety elevators
washing shrimp and cutting meat
conjured pre-plastic time

Esmerelda in harbor
with Chile sky hard to think
of torture. but I can

Cambridge, ma:
shovel full of snow
another, another. deep breath
sigh. quiet

JFK airport:
old Spanish dude
sporting big Ozzfest cap
utterly clueless

Concon, Chile
telephone answered
crying in the other room
someone died far away

Lima , Peru
baggage contraption
goes unused and 12 guys
just pick shit up

NYC
red laces white shoes
red and white shirt, red and white
hat rides high. bobo

yuppie's cab pulls up
on Columbus. Door opens
girl leans and pukes

Christo orange path
"Never seen this part of park"
it works.



Cambridge, MA
snowy silent figure
approaches from far away
closing time stagger

Big gust of wind
no one hears me sigh or
knows I'm cold

"I'll call you soon."
"Yeah that would be nice of you."
door closes. she won't.

last echo in rink
tape ball, a broken shoelace
melting shaved ice

Thupten Ngodup runs
engulfed in flames and praying
that we will respond

LA
your soda bottle
full of beer at 10AM
fools no one

homeless dude, rag and
a sink with lots of water and
mostly clean. mostly.

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