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white dove!
you bring an olive branch
to my heart
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white dove!
you bring an olive branch
to my heart
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over the school gates
marble owl —
twelve times table
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growing up —
from my daughter’s room
the sound of bongos
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vacant stare
through the bars
a lost world
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(echoes Rilke’s The Panther)
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spring mist:
suspended over the lake
cotton balls
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alarm bells disturb
haiku in progress —
burning sardines
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cherry blossom–
old cat smiles at the blackbird
eating her food
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at the traffic lights
selling mountain rose:
boy with arrow
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school —
the smell of new books
on my desk
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origami —
unfolding a poem
I fold a haiku
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lullaby
louder than drizzle —
tea leaf song
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geranium
red petals …
for nails
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exchange —
my laptop
for a butterfly
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have you thought
of your effect on us?
full moon
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I wrote this haiku trying to understand aspects of (by skirting close to) Issa’s poem, posted as an epigraph on the Red Dragonfly blog http://haikuproject.wordpress.com/
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Although Kareem is eight, he looks more like twelve. This is neither due to his hairstyle, nor to the long trousers and T-shirt he is wearing; rather the serious expression on his face, and the way he looks at you, straight in the eye. He sells stones.
He picked them himself carefully: not too big, for they will not travel far; not too small, for they will impress no one. He arranged them on his wooden tray and priced them accordingly: regular, one piastra; medium, two.
By the time the protesters wake up, he is standing in the furthest corner of the square, holding his tray for them to buy his stones. He pockets the notes and coins, and by the end of the first day of business he has enough money to buy his mother flatbread and tahina; and to pay off the loan to Aziz for the trip on the felucca he didn’t want his mother to know about.
On the second day though, the protest turns violent and few buy his stones; many grab them and run. Kareem ties his money in his handkerchief, puts it in his trouser pocket and starts for home.
Hours later, when he comes to, long after the van that knocked him unconscious sped away, he feels for his bundle. It is no longer there. His strength gone, he falls back to the ground and closes his eyes. He now looks the boy of eight he is.
This story first appeared on the writers’ challenge site 52|250 A Year of Flash
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spring tides —
a full moon halo
for my walk
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in the garden
a bush warbler serenades
plum tree blooms
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too old now
to dance the sugar plum
fairy
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in my basket
a mud crab’s
oyster shell home
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spring evening
collecting nectar from
your lips
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hearing swallows sing
a blind woman
smiles
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good luck–
in my tea cup cloud hugging
full moon
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raining frogs
Basho
in the clouds
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old story
on my desk twelve pens
in search of haiku
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inkstone
the ebb and flow
of my Muse
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worlds’ edge
shoals of flying fish
by the lakeshore
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empty dollhouse
the cello in the corner
moans
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Deathmatch, a competition for the best short story, is on at the Broken Pencil, Canada’s long running magazine for “zine culture and the independent arts.”
Deathmatch pits two stories against each other and invites readers to vote for their favourite one. The winner of the round goes forward to semi-finals and so on. It is a bit like the world cup games, only with short stories instead of football! In addition, there is interesting discussion about the merits and problems of the stories, which help the readers and writers reflect and consider them from different perspectives (Not easy to find: you need to scroll to the end of the second story).
So now you know, please go over to Broken Pencil and read the stories: Field Guide to Kleptoparasitism, by Braydon Beaulieu and Floppy Discs, by Madeline Masters. And vote! I did, I voted for Field Guide to Kleptoparasitism. Why? Because it is an excellent story, well written, and with rich layers of meaning.
I will not attempt an analysis of the story here. Only a point that resonated with me. I liked the creation of the main character; Tony; to me a product of a marriage between Kafka’s Metamorphosis with Conrad’s Heart of Darkness. I like the nod to these writers, as I believe in literary genealogy and influence. We are nothing without parents!
While in both books there is a conscience and moral compass somewhere, in the Field Guide the character is skilfully pushed to a moral abyss, with no attempts at redemption.
“…The compound eyes or mandibles”, the predominance of the olfactory sense and consistent use of other animal features in the character’s make-up, not visible to others, such as his neighbour, suggest “animal” morality. Tony does not know better. He has reached the depths of the true heart of darkness. He exploits every single opportunity to his ends and so in the end, the reader is left with an ‘insect.’ Breathtaking!
The development is clear and linear. To me, Tony embodies modern man and woman at their worst: insatiable greed, contempt for others, random acts of envious and mindless destruction. We see flashes of this aspect of humanity in our newspapers every day. A Field Guide is a complex and memorable story, not drawing back from the abyss. For a better understanding of ourselves, we do need stories that illuminate and explore the underworld of the human mind, “the social patterns of ants.”
I also liked Madeline Masters’ Floppy Disks. A very good story, exploring issues of personal boundaries, privacy and gender. The idea of making artworks of disks containing personal information is interesting, especially at a time of real concerns about personal privacy. Where Floppy Discs fails for me is in the character of Mridula not being fully explored; and in the changes of perspective in the story: jarring.
Visit Broken Pencil’s Deathmatch, read, comment and vote! And enjoy!
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mirage
sun streaming through the curtain
lights up the oil lamp
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citrus grove
playing with the sun
scents the Aegean
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