Twoku: Pandemic greeting / namaste right where you are! / No more handshaking. Threeku: Personal spacing / namaste away from me! / Pandemic greeting. Fourku: Namaste away! / Respect the…
Twoku: Ghosts in the machine / my phone keeps reminding me / birthdays of the dead. Threeku: Despite all my deletions / ghosts in machine remind me / of dead…
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Twoku: The book of friendship / many chapters unwritten / my co-author died. Threeku: First, last exchanges / with a recent friend, now made / precious by her death. Fourku:…
Twoku: A familiar pain / of waking up, being pulled / away from my dreams. Threeku: Yes, I know this pain / unwillingly awakened / broken out of dreams. You…
Twoku: Tragic, untimely / painful, ongoing, sadly / one more leaves too soon. Yet another young person we knew — a man in his early twenties — left us today. …
This Haikumages post is extra, super-special, because I didn’t write it, and the image isn’t mine…instead, it’s from one of my oldest friends, the artist Bill Batson! In telling me…
Twoku: Read the book / stilled voices we must / always hear. (Pictures taken at the 9-11 Memorial named “Rising”, in Valhalla, NY) Valhalla? The town is a fitting place…
