Monday Morning Coffee Break
(Addis Ababa, Ethiopia)
A?barefoot man with ropes slung over his shoulders and a long-handled axe in his belt scoots up a eucalypt, tearing off limbs as he goes, stopping to chop off larger branches. The thunk-thunk of axe on wood rings throughout the neighborhood. As the tree disappears, the sky expands.
cloud spotting ?
the rattle of a spoon
in an empty cup
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Bob Lucky
Bob Lucky lives in Portugal. His work has appeared and is forthcoming in various journals including Modern Haiku, tinywords, Rattle, MacQueen?s Quarterly, Presence, The Haibun Journal, and others. He's the author of Ethiopian Time (Red Bird Chapbooks), Conversation Starters in a Language No One Speaks (SurVision Books), My Theology (Cyberwit) and What I Say to You (proletariat.org).
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Beautifully written. Succint but bursting with images.
What a wonderful haiku to follow the prose. Each seems to echo back and forth adding new dimensions.
Lynette
sun scorching
once was shadowed soil
dustdevil
I love the verb 'scoots' :)