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- old friends . . .
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- stars, planet, moons, et. al. . . .
- exquisite corpse update . . .
- exquisite corpse, anyone? . . .
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- After the Funeral . . .
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Category Archives: Monostich
southbound the irresistible urge to follow A Hundred Gourds 4:1, December 2014 Advertisements
cobwebs never easy letting go A Hundred Gourds 3:4, September 2014
hide and seek the ring around her memory Frogpond 36:3, Fall 2013
Each year for Day of the Dead, my creative and spirited best friend, Katherine Shurlds, sets up an altar in her living room to honor friends and loved ones she’s said goodbye to over the years. A small glimpse of … Continue reading
Ever since I started this blog three years ago, I’ve asked contributors to send me poems to honor their lost loved ones as part of a single All Souls Day/Day of the Dead post. This year, however, I’m planning something slightly different. During … Continue reading
stardust the truth about me and you A Hundred Gourds 2.4, September 2013
morning after the fog the mountain Modern Haiku, 44.2, 2013
opposing views a dash of chili in our chocolate With Cherries on Top:31 Flavors from NaHaiWriMo Michael Dylan Welch, ed.; Press Here: Sammamish, WA 2012
skywriting all the disappearing words between us Second-Place Prize, 17th International Kusamakura Haiku Competition, 2012 Recently, I was awarded a second-place prize in the Kusamakura Haiku Competition sponsored by the city of Kumamoto for my one-line haiku (monostich). Now in … Continue reading
returning the owl’s call wind chimes Frogpond, vol. 35, no. 3, Autumn 2012