the good old days
even Grandma
doesn’t remember
Originally published: https://tupelopress.wordpress.com/3030-project/
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cave mouth
even silence
has an echoOriginally published: https://tupelopress.wordpress.com/3030-project/
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finally learning
my neighbor’s last name
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Here’s today’s poem:
Comparing WeatherThere’s a giant planetwhere molten glassrains sidewaysat over 4,000 MPH.Outside my windowit looks like rain.I close the blindsand feel safe again.Originally published: https://tupelopress.wordpress.com/3030-project/
(I decided to do something different today, but I’ll post a haiku too.)
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spring cleaning
even the vacuum
is dustyOriginally published: https://tupelopress.wordpress.com/3030-project/
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Yankees cap
putting on
my old accentOriginally published: https://tupelopress.wordpress.com/3030-project/
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a hard look
at myself
baby picturesOriginally published: https://tupelopress.wordpress.com/3030-project/
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photo album
new wrinkles
on every pageOriginally published: https://tupelopress.wordpress.com/3030-project/
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a highlight reel
of last night’s dreams
afternoon napOriginally published: https://tupelopress.wordpress.com/3030-project/
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heavy fog
the edge of the world
in my back yardWhich version do you think works better? The first has more brevity, always a plus in haiku, but this one may have a slightly better flow to it. This is because the separation between the phrase and the fragment is more clear.
Edward Cody Huddleston 