Rain crashes loudly
against glass. But snow taps its
silent percussion.
Saturday, March 6, 2010
Friday, March 5, 2010
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Friday, February 5, 2010
74. Three Haikus About Ice Fishing
Catch a cold, or fish?
Hard to tell when you're dangling
a hook through the ice.
No one understands
why a man sits on the ice
instead of his couch.
It better taste good
when the way to catch it is
fishing on the ice.
Hard to tell when you're dangling
a hook through the ice.
No one understands
why a man sits on the ice
instead of his couch.
It better taste good
when the way to catch it is
fishing on the ice.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Monday, January 18, 2010
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Friday, October 30, 2009
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Friday, September 11, 2009
Saturday, September 5, 2009
66. The Stoplight at 21st South
Standing sentinel,
always red. "Halt! who goes there?"
Click. Foot down. "Just me."
always red. "Halt! who goes there?"
Click. Foot down. "Just me."
Friday, September 4, 2009
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