border diner
locals fill
the window seats

2 Responses

  1. Mike Schoenburg Says:

    my own backyard
    I forget
    to love it ?

  2. Alan Summers Says:

    border diner
    locals fill
    the window seats


    Who or what are the locals I wonder? Are the locals from both sides of the border or are only people from one side of the border able to have a cafe and look out?

    As the era of breaking down borders appears to have ended and we are building them back up again, what kind of menu will be there?

    A number of potent words make this resonate and vibrate with both meaning and mystery:

    window seats

    This is not Kansas anymore Toto, nor is it Edward Hopper.


    sunday lunch
    the chatter of children
    among hard drinkers

    Alan Summers
    Editor’s Choice, Haiku Harvest book (and magazine)
    Haiku Harvest  vol. 4 no. 1 (2003)
    Haiku Harvest: 2000 – 2006 (Modern English Tanka Press 2007)

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