Category: Haibun

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Our DIY

Haibun Poem   The white, plastic trellis stands a little crooked. The sides may not line up across her walkway. But it stands. It is the first project Frankie and I complete together. first...

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Grindstone

Haibun Poem   Not even mid-week of the first full week. Overcrowded 10th graders chatter at every transition. Stephan already runs his mouth off. Alex and other repeaters quietly instigate just by talking and...

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Dazed and Confused

Haibun Poem   Voices droned on. About Chancellors’ regulations. Graduations. Assessment deadlines. In a whirl after I looked for colleagues to ask about free periods. Stapled borders to bulletin boards. Attended pointless Professional Development....

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Return

Haibun Poem   The oatmeal with sliced banana has a spongy texture. Each warm spoonful spreads across my tongue. Outside the open back door, a lone bird sings, and then is silent. Breakfast done,...