25 March 2009

Haiku 84

As surprising as
The coral claws of pigeons,
Or their rainbow necks

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Night-blooming jasmine,
Is it you scenting the dark?
I hope that it is.

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Are we all dancers,
Our bodies hurtling through space
Then disappearing?

1 comment:

vicmarcam said...

I work with a woman who makes a point of publicly disdaining all of our students and humiliating teachers who dare to try to teach with compassion. Yet, at times when we're all feeling low, she'll make cookies or candy by the ton for the entire staff. From now on, I'll think of her as "surprising as the coral claws of pigeons." I love that.