Mike Montreuil lives in Ottawa, Canada. He can be found, with his son, at one of the local hockey rinks or at a mall chasing the boys away from his daughter. He may be contacted at mikemontreuil at sympatico dot ca.
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I wish good haiku like this could just make one less person die in a war.
Thanks all: The woman who cuts my hair left Lebanon during the civil war in the eighties. It pained her a lot this July when the bombing started again.
I wish good haiku like this could just make one less person die in a war.
I look forward to more haiku from you.
this haiku has poetic power!
wonderful senryu Mike. It has an old country feel to it, that at least is how I read it….wonderful.
It’s in the little moments life happens.
the silence-
half-filled steins
mirror his life
Thanks all: The woman who cuts my hair left Lebanon during the civil war in the eighties. It pained her a lot this July when the bombing started again.
Cheers
white wisp of steam
up from the broken cup–
day begins