Saturday, March 30, 2013

smoke, hot glass, your gaze-
unseasonal coincidences
leave me smouldering

Tuesday, March 26, 2013

ridges and gorge, I
linger for sweet March rain,
lost for words

Sunday, March 24, 2013


sweet blossom of midnight
swirling blaze of autumns unbecoming
unraveling your text

Friday, March 01, 2013

this prince of men

For Signor Berlusconi, a corrupt haiku.

bunga bunga bun
ga bunga bunga bunga
bunga bunga bun