field

 
                               out                                                              grass                                
                                  
                                                                                                                                                                    
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                                    T H R O U G H    A    F I L M   O F   SOOT   AND   GREASE 
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                                              F  A  C  T  O  R  Y    W I N D O W S    
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6 Responses

  1. Alan Summers Says:

    Good to see a contemporary haiku, excellent!

    Alan

  2. Bill Kenney Says:

    Good one, Ed

    Bill K

  3. Peter Newton Says:

    A solid concrete poem, Ed. How the horizontal factory takes over the landscape and still the ball field survives. Go Tigers, from a fellow Detroiter.

  4. Helen Buckingham Says:

    love it

  5. Emyjay Says:

    I liked it too, although I didn't get the reference until I read your comment – but it still resonates, even in rural England where we know nothing of ball industrial wastes or even ball (baseball?) games. The tension is universal.

  6. seaviewwarrenpoint Says:

    Quirky! :]

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