an old woman sweeps the walk of cherry blossoms children’s laughter
—Marion Alice Poirier
Issue 11.2 | 30 June 2011
crone uninspired each year of falling blossoms preferred barren trees
school memories the slow fall of cherry petals
cherry blossom lands on cheek of sleeping child
time to be less Japan-like, more Americano-like.
cherry blossoms . . . never find there way in
my poems
2nd draft: this is more what I want to say:
cherry blossoms . . . just never seem to land in my poems
Who said anything about "hip"? Why are you worried about being hip? Why do you equate hipness with "real prose"? Stop and eat the cherry blossoms. *munch*
Yes, Thomas Edison invented haiku.
Seriously, though, I hear what you're saying.
American haiku scene buried in cherry blossoms help!
Another fine two line haiku from Martin.
Alan
i spoke of hipness and i don't worry about it i equate nothing with real prose independent invention
Everyone I repeat…
from her dark hip the moon's curve
I like Ms. Poirier's poem very much!
lands from the tree or ceiling of bedroom or dropped by ghosts for the kid
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June 30th, 2011 at 10:56 am
crone uninspired
each year of falling blossoms
preferred barren trees
June 30th, 2011 at 12:16 pm
school memories
the slow fall of cherry petals
June 30th, 2011 at 12:27 pm
cherry blossom
lands on cheek
of sleeping child
June 30th, 2011 at 2:14 pm
time to be less Japan-like, more Americano-like.
June 30th, 2011 at 6:03 pm
cherry blossoms . . .
never find there way in
my poems
June 30th, 2011 at 6:11 pm
2nd draft: this is more what I want to say:
cherry blossoms . . .
just never seem to land
in my poems
July 1st, 2011 at 10:47 am
Who said anything about "hip"? Why are you worried about being hip? Why do you equate hipness with "real prose"? Stop and eat the cherry blossoms. *munch*
July 1st, 2011 at 10:53 am
Yes, Thomas Edison invented haiku.
Seriously, though, I hear what you're saying.
July 2nd, 2011 at 5:03 pm
American haiku scene
buried in cherry blossoms
help!
July 7th, 2011 at 2:06 am
Another fine two line haiku from Martin.
Alan
July 7th, 2011 at 6:09 am
i spoke of hipness
and i don't worry about it
i equate nothing with real prose
independent invention
July 16th, 2011 at 9:58 am
Everyone I repeat…
from her dark hip the moon's curve
I like Ms. Poirier's poem very much!
September 26th, 2011 at 4:00 am
lands from the tree or ceiling of bedroom or dropped by ghosts for the kid