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Vineyard Visit

Haibun A patio of filled tables and empty bottles. A trio plays the Beatles, the lead singer tapping a tambourine against her thigh. We stopped at the Torne Valley Vineyard on the way back...

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Fleeced

Spoken Word I can tell that you’re snoozin’ – call me a psychic But the only rapid movement’s under your eyelids Not sure if it’s the grade of the chro you’ve been smokin’ You...

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Ascension

Haibun A flash of red. A cardinal perches high on a prematurely blossoming maple. He marks his territory, repeatedly singing the same crescendo. Moments later, he’s gone. No bird takes his place. Ides of...

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A Quiet Walk

Poem On a late night walk On a beach or Even more so middle of nowhere, which is believed to be peaceful. Have you walked The sand of the ocean’s front On a summer...