“The thing about hearts” – Senryu / Haiku

The thing about hearts
On sleeves, beating wildly, they
Can be such a mess.
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No, this is not a pre-Valentine’s Day senryu/haiku but rather a bit of processing about applying for a job that I learned this week that I did not get. It was in a Northern clime, at a Christian college, and presented some cool opportunities to reflect on art and culture in my free time, all things that made me excited. Of course I would have had to leave St. Louis, which was going to be a tough thing. I realize, though, that in the application process and especially in my phone interview I did engage my heart pretty hard on this, which is good even given the outcome. So, I have been a bit glum, but it is time to press on.

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“silent, in the dark” – Senryu / Haiku

silent, in the dark
twenty bodies breathe. in. out.
armed intruder drill
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I do confess there was a little phone watching that was not strictly kosher in such things, but the silence was impressive, because it is so rare.

“free as a firework” July 4th Haiku

free as a firework,
lonesome as a country song;
independence day
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No, I haven’t been listening to any Katy Perry today, but did listen to a lot of George Strait 🙂

“tags on vintage walls” – Chiastic Haiku Pair with Ambivalent Thoughts on Graffiti

tattooing old skin
architectural ink
tags on vintage walls
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tags on vintage walls
adorned or marred? i’m forced
to see to answer

While driving up St. Louis’ Grand Boulevard today I noticed some graffiti, which was not particularly well done, but then noticed what a lovely old brick warehouse it was on, which I might never have paid heed to at all. Other graffiti is a work of art and the building or wall it is on is bettered by it. I have conflicting, intensely subjective judgments on each piece of graffiti I see.