Poem from ‘Old Stone’

old stone - sample

    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    

Next up, planning for this year (2014) will be old stone. Here I want to bring together a collection that features haiku, haibun and senryu, with both more traditional forms and experimental pieces. Not quite gendai haiku style, but hopefully pushing the form a little.

Here’s a piece that should appear:

 

Firenze

beneath the Duomo, cameras mill about like ants. their owners are most dutiful, clicking then looking. inside my skull are painted green and white stripes and when I look back, it’s with some terror. I don’t know if I wanted to go home. the air here is warm, eternal pink, as if trapped in a fairytale. the tourists are so alive, even as they kill the moment with SLR

grand bells
cross the rooftops
our hands meet

 

3 thoughts on “Poem from ‘Old Stone’

    • That’s definitely what I’ve tried to do, absolutely. The tension of contrast between the two is supposed to be where the action is. Still learning about haibun, but I hope to be getting better!

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