Month: March 2017

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“in Constable clouds” – Haiku for Spring – St. Louis, Missouri

winter’s dimness pierced
punctured by summer’s glory
in constable clouds
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I know it is perhaps more fashionable to like Turner over Constable, but perhaps he has the upper hand in chiaroscuro clouds at least.

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The Renewal of Spring – Two Haiku on Redbud – St. Louis, Missouri

at dusk in the park
purple smudges on branches
the redbuds in bloom

across the city
purple haze on bare branches
the redbud in bloom

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Postscript:

When I presented these on Facebook, in response to some feedback concerning cadence, I came up with the following synthesis:

at dusk in the park
purple haze on bare branches
the redbud in bloom

Chesed Shel Emeth – The Jewish Cemetery Desecration – Reflection and Haiku
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Chesed Shel Emeth – The Jewish Cemetery Desecration – Reflection and Haiku

A piece from another blog to which I contribute.

the thing with feathers

Image by Jim Salter, Associated Press.
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Today I drove through University City as I have done many times over the past thirteen years. Today the St. Louis area turned again to the sense of Spring that had come too early and which was interrupted by a week of cold, which left all the magnolia blossoms dead, their normally bright blooms appearing in ambushes of joy throughout the city now like brown dirges, their depressing refrain repeated every few blocks.

It has not been the first time that I have passed the Chesed Shel Emeth Cemetery since it was desecrated on a weekend last February, but in today’s ordinary, good Spring sunlight, the act became more horridly real to me, perhaps just because of the ordinariness of the day.

This was the cemetery that was next to the Missouri Council of the Blind thrift store which I visited so…

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