Tag: poetry
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Swim teacher
It is when I reflect on you that I see myself most clearly, bobbing in the pool on one foot,
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Haiku for Sunday afternoon
Leafbuds half uncurled, chilled in the spring air, await their liberation.
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Haiku for Lake Shore Drive
Cars, haughty and rushed, hiding drivers’ eyes and thoughts from the pensive sea.
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Haircut night
The fragments of your hair, having shifted pigment and mixtures of pigments to now solid gray,