Author: cfblack
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grandson haiku
young boy up at dawnbaits hook, sips hot chocolateold crow sits quiet 3-19-20 **title from wife
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haiku ritual
rituals beginin limbs of oak and mapletwo mockingbirds dance 3-19-20
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The gardener
wet from a shower stand naked in a mirror admire bouquets red and blue roses on ankles and thighs tight buds broken open each petal and stem sown and watered life’s victory garland looks good on you 3-18-20
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‘Dead dogs. Dad’s dog and the dead.’
My brother texted – Dad’s dog is dying. I wanted to call and let Dad know his dog was dying, but Dad doesn’t take calls any more. This morning, I thought of a story he told from his childhood; a story about a stray dog and his family didn’t have enough food to feed it.…
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dog haiku
4 a.m. howling sit with your dog on the porch or take it inside (a haiku ranting about rude dog owners two doors up the street who do not walk their dog but just let it outside in their yard, even in the middle of the night) 3-16-20
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Hugging the shore
What of this devotion this becoming a shoreline to the motion of a river rushing to sea. No one lives forever; is love a preparation for our dying? Tell me the truth. I watched my father die breathing into the night he would die, his pacemaker kept restarting him Mom called out his name wet…
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Alternative Zoology 101
A squirrel in the magnolias at Gervias and Assembly Is cowed by a pig that ruts on a private golf course. How a pig can cow a squirrel, I do not know. 3-15-20 Written for my friend, Arik and the campaign to close our public schools during this world pandemic
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In memory of my dear friend, Rabbi Gedalya Engel
sunrise gathering robins sing new beginnings savor Shabbat tea 3-14-20
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On the corner of Brandon and Landon roads
2 am, from my porch one lone frog is all I hear. I have seen no possums; even the Mayor of Moonlight is avoiding me. Helicopters come from the fort’s direction; fly low over the park shaking the house. Where are they going? Is it necessary to fly so low at 2 am? Lonely, ring-tailed…
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Plucking a Qi string
stone disappears pond ripples at precipice sound stands single note looks over edge ready to jump but doesn’t howls at emptiness ripples on pond recede 3-12-20
