For Allen Ginsberg
MAROON
suitcase
by
a
garbage can.
My
white
breath
in
air
Michael McClure
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Anything but
Not a story
From the parlour
Nor a description
Of a quiet drive
Instead provocation
With words
With layout
All the tricks of the trade
In ways in which
I plainly see
haiku mind
108 poems to
cultivate awareness
& open your heart
is by Patricia Donegan
not seeing
the room is white
until that red apple
Anita Virgil
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I did not see the monk on fire
But I did see the stone in the kitchen
What was lost slowly returned
Locked away, perhaps
As a protective gesture
For not to see clearly
Could be more trouble
Than not to see at all
Yet, eventually
The full truth
I what will likely
Bring salvation
haiku mind
108 poems to
cultivate awareness
& open your heart
is by Patricia Donegan
bright sun
the sheen of tall grass
when it bends
Jim Kacian
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Far better
To think of the sacred
In ordinary things
The pencil and paper
With which I write
The ceramic mug of tea
From which I drink
The laptop computer
A personal deity
Or life’s substitute
Also, out of doors
Where my partner
Plants potatoes
For future harvests
haiku mind
108 poems to
cultivate awareness
& open your heart
is by Patricia Donegan
Full winter moon:
the icicle
the icicle’s shadow
Geraldine Clinton Little
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Up the hill
Onto the peninsula
Up the driveway
To the cottage
Snow is everywhere
We walk to Rutland Water
Past rooftops
Past church spires
Past the thatched house
With icicles, long icicles
Hanging from the window frames
Hanging from the door frame
Then on past trees
Past the post box
Through the fields
To the shoreline
With poachers acting as gamekeepers
Fishermen being as children
The frozen, icy water
Offering play for everyone
haiku mind
108 poems to
cultivate awareness
& open your heart
is by Patricia Donegan
in dreams
and in awakening—
the colour of the iris
Shushiki
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As if at the very end
The final dream
Before the final awakening
As if the need for explanation
Falls away
With the snow or the rain
Either will suit me
A last chance to smile
At the loss of my environment
Only then for the piano to be played
The brass band to form a semi-circle
And the pub singers to strike a chord
All to bless the pork pies
The cheese and pickle sandwiches
And the very finest Farmer’ Blonde real ale
haiku mind
108 poems to
cultivate awareness
& open your heart
is by Patricia Donegan