An Unpleasant Reminder
Haibun I find it just before I leave on some errands. A crumpled memo, with Sean’s R’s mother’s phone number on it, requests a phone conference. It’s at least two weeks old, if not...
Tagged: vacation
Slow Travel: Cuba, Before I Go
Travel Stories In February, I received an email from Dave Ambrosio, inviting me to come to Havana with him to study Cuban folkloric music. We would be staying in the home of percussionist Miguel...
Winter’s Gift at a Vacation’s End
Haibun A layer of snow rests on the deck. Just a dusting. The reflection of tile on the storm door blends with that thin layer of snow. Light tries to breach the banks of...
The Smuggs Chronicle – Part Three
Haibun Poetry Third Day: August 20, 2013 A note on our windshield reads “Please don’t park in front of our home (duh!) Thank you.” Mira’s face flushes red. She soon snaps aloud about the...
The Smuggs Chronicle 2013, Part 2
Haibun Poetry Second Day: August 19, 2013 I. Stowe Path Walking the asphalt path Wildflowers purple and orange High grasses, blackberries Sycamores and maples Lining the sides Past a bend Top of a rise...
The Smuggs Chronicle 2013, Part 1
Haibun Poetry First Day: August 18, 2013 The traffic slows to a crawl north of the Woodbury toll. We never hit traffic heading upstate before. After a half-hour, a silver jeep with a crushed...
Lunar Lunacy
Short Story I was approached by a rather interesting fellow in a park while I was on vacation a few weeks ago. The man looked to be sharply dressed in an ocean blue suit...
