Now here in nowhere.
Now here in nowhere.
bringing home a dog
on a bus
our eyes meet
much unspoken
wavering with heat
—
Quail Eggs, issue #4, 2026
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That’s actually cheap nowadays. Sometimes the cheapest tickets are 300 or more for other groups.
alive again
in a dream
after shedding my arms
and the invention of god
and the discovery of words
—
Quail Eggs, issue #4, 2026
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“I” is a concept. Our names are words we sink into. We are stories rarely with readership.
#showerthoughts #philosophy #poeticthought
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my epitaph
again and again
the weeds
— Kashiana Singh
starry night—
the generations of women
who did needlework
— Goran Gatalica
busker’s song
coins rattle
in a minor key
— David Josephsohn
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parking lot seagull—
the white line
even whiter
—
from the rengay “For the Birds” published in Presence #58, July 2017
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Descending petals
stick to our soles,
painting with steps
towards the directionless.
- excerpt from the poem “Mist”
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These coins that I hold
have been lifted by mass murderers,
clutched by the dreaming hands of children
kept like a stone in the president's wallet.
- excerpt from the poem “These Coins”
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A one-line haiku:
the funeral of a god unraveling sandstone
—
Five Fleas Itchy Poetry, February 20, 2026
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One-line haiku:
plum blossoms uncurling the hope of hope
—
Five Fleas Itchy Poetry, February 20, 2026
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A one-line haiku:
rose stamens endless nonsensical thoughts
—
published in Five Fleas Itchy Poetry, February 20, 2026
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mountain peak cairn . . .
we share
our identities
—
published in Five Fleas Itchy Poetry, February 20, 2026
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on the saddle
of my father’s old bicycle . . .
first snowflakes
—
O2 Haiku Literary Magazine, February 11, 2026
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Thank you 🙏
I wrote this haiku at the Seabeck Haiku Getaway conference, with John Stevenson suggesting the kigo "deer spit." Deer do spit when angry or when in mating season.
deer spit
the president pardons
himself
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published in ant5 2025
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winter alone—
light from passing cars
keeps me company
---
published in ant5 2025
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Thank you for the feature and thorough commentary 🙏
in passing
at the mini mart
my lost native tongue
---
published in ant5 2025
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filling in the cracks
of perception
fresh snow
—
published in ant5 2025
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deep snow
listening for the gods
long unheard
—
published in ant5 2025
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weather forecast
neighbors discussing
which tree might fall where
— Anthony Lusardi
train from Ukraine
her nesting dolls
full of scars
— Cezar Ciobîcă
scraping fish
a few scales fall back
into the river
— Jacek Margolak
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subway trip
the scent of Soviet gears
follows me home
—
publishing in ant5 2025
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jury duty—
listening to the deliberations
of a fly
—
published in ant5 2025
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tapping a window
at a refugee office
the moth
—
published in ant5 2025
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scattered clouds
sawdust here and there
on my tongue
—
published in ant5 2025
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porch shadows
the prayer wheel
collecting raindrops
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Published in ant5 2025
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We hold words
so they can slip away,
press them to a sheet
so they can disappear.
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stanza from Lineage, published in Clamor Journal, 2010
#tanka by returning contributor, Nicholas D. Klascanzky @klacsanzky of Seattle, Washington. Nicholas has several #poetry collections published and has won many awards for his #haiku and other work. #guitar #Family