5 Haiku

Fennel fields in bloom 
along the old railroad tracks,
a scent of salt flats

Sunday in the park—

shrieking kids bounce in bright tents
under solemn trees

Millionaire landlord

drags an empty metal cart
that makes him happy

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Dark-eyed little girl
shouting Rabbit! to a tree
in downtown rush hour

Stern men in crisp shirts

gulp wine at a loud cafe—
slow breeze through the palms

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Flashes 13

What if 
that man
was your father?

Poor folk—

generally more generous
than the rich

Urban person

dreaming
at a magazine

Amazed

every time
I succeed

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Much too

sunny for my
taste today

Your big

bullfrog boasting
bores me!

Sanity

requires
discipline

Life is great—

but the world
stinks!

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