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		<title>haiku 12/11/05  </title>
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		<description>a sparrow lands onthe top branch of a plane tree-yellow leaves falling</description>
		<dc:creator>alessandra gallo</dc:creator>
		<category>It is what it is</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Haiku Series 07-03</title>
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		<description>Monkeys, Monkeys everywhere -- but not a one to drink with</description>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Haiku Series 15 </title>
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		<description>1.dried ink from squidon the dirty oak countersushi for dinner

2.several grains of ricein the bottom of the potno leftovers.

3.mother in redcleaning the chopsticksscalding water.

4.sakifine crystalsleep.

5.menanite in greya white apronstale sourdough rolls

6.a blond sitson a prayer mateyes closed.

7.Father recites poemsand smokes grandfather's good pipeno brandy.

8.a blond laughssinging happy birthdayeyes open.

9.ink stains in oakmother can't remove themthe squid is gone though.

10.father's stomach growlsand he asks about leftoversmother shuts her eyes.

11.no zenthe pantry is ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Haiku Series 5 </title>
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		<description> 

1.

taut vines hang from trees

grasping summer and warm earth

rice cools for sushi



2.

teacher reads haiku

students sing summer to clouds

the smell of tuna



3.

one long hair in hand

two long beads of summer nights

the first breath of sleep.



4.

a crumpled haiku

ink flows with cool spring showers

the octopus stinks.



5.

cobblestone rivers

autumn floods remember spring

her smile freezes hard



6.

polished white quartz stones

crunch beneath the horses hoof

with autumns dead leaves </description>
		<dc:creator>Shannon McEwen</dc:creator>
		<category>It is what it is</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>haiku: enjoying the blizzard </title>
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		<description>1.brambles cover fenceof igneous stonea broken plough

2.methane from cabbagerises clear at dawnthe loon dives

3.squid in brown paperon the oak counterdinner

4.water in black potboilingrice added.

5.the smell of noriin the steam from the ricea grown man gags.

6.a leatherbound bookof existential poetrya fresh pipe

7.in her red silk robemother sings a song about snowthe candle blows out

8.the dark is incompletein the windowvenus shines brightly.

9.puddle by the doorripples with the draftsnow shoes drying

10.a tendril of smokeand the smell of sulphura candle relit</description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>It is what it is</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Haiku: series 07-01</title>
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		<description>just some lame ku</description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>It is what it is</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>haiku: series 07-02</title>
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		<description>1.  billions of ants march
 along the lush forest floor
 monkey climbs a tree
 
2.
a small brown monkey 
perched on a mango tree branch
scent of rotting fruit

3.
white throated tucan
sings loudly &quot;eeoo, hue hue.'
trees shadows thicken

4.
tucan wipes bill-tip
after berry slides down throat
silver machette

5.
thick lush underbrush 
succumbs to long sharpened knife
spider monkey flees. </description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>It is what it is</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>haiku: series 12 (winter) </title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-1136-haiku-series-12-winter</link>
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		<description>1.bitter cold morningfrost on the windows --camomile tea.

2.dead grassbrown mumsice around the puddle.

3.no ants in the hillsno uncles on the sofaautumn passes away

4.broken glassand teflon tape in the lilacsa cold winter day.

5.snowflakes in headlightsfalling from gray skiesthree leaves on the oak.

6.beavers sleepthe dam is all pluggedglassy smooth pond.

7.bluejays soaringfrom one elm to anotherhungry squirrels

8.goose feathers blowingby the brown pond that's freezingan island with one tree.

9.goose feathers blowingonto the brown pond so calmno geese honking.

10.goose ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>It is what it is</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Haiku: Series 13 (indian summer) </title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-1232-haiku-series-13-indian-summer</link>
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		<description>1.winter delayedcool freedom masked.indian summer

2.beef stroganoffegg noodlesindian summer.

3.pajamas awayno blankets or sweatersindian summer

4.far awayBombay sweltersindian summer.

5.sad brown eyeschocolate labradorindian summer

6.chocolate iced creamleafless trees and broken rakesindian summer</description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>It is what it is</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>haiku: series 16 (sunshine) </title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-1362-haiku-series-16-sunshine</link>
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		<description>1.a pigeon waddleson cool dry cracked asphaultthen flies to the sun

2.man stands by the streetback against an old lamp posthis sneeze is loud

3.under newspapera rat chews hamburger rolllots of ketchup

4.one soggy condomlays beside the dry gutternoontime sun spotlights

5.a hyperdermicin the trash the homeless searchno food.

6.all yesterday's newsunattended on park benchwhen the wind picks up

7.a Harvard Studentsmiles while feeding old junkiespusher waits a bit

8.bare feet in brown grassalmost blue from the still chillthe frisbee sails off

9.out of chocolatethe little boy starts to crytwap ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>It is what it is</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Haiku: Series 4 </title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-1739-haiku</link>
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		<description>1.poetry snobs suck snoteven on warm summer dayswhen normal folks smile.

2.my hands shake slightlyreading bad poems by foolsI look up and pray

3.i count poorlymy haiku are broken like springit would be wise to quit now.

4.Onji existeven when the wind doesn'tand my tears forget.

5.slipping into hellthe red sun blazes before mesilent and honest.

6.darwin's selection:live, strong, smart, and well suitedfor springs cold floods.

7.the silk worm pausesjust long enough to dream summerand a large silk thread.

8.seven words well meantmisunderstood by poetsand lost ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>It is what it is</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Haiku: Series 6 </title>
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		<description>1.the white cat wretchingwet grass in the cool spring dawna puddle reflects

2.seven smooth dry stonesa path in the early morna curved river

3.dead leaves rustle by the brookswollen floods from spring.

4.smashed green glasslong reeds hum and swaythe dew is silent.

5.sweat, stillness, black bugsthe crack of a swatting handgold sun over the mountain

6.a loon callsdeer and bambi wait for silence

7.a tanned hand holds fishthe summer endsblood in the lungs.

8.shadows dance and shrinkthe sun dips behind a clouda shiver.

9.purpleorangea fish jumps through ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>It is what it is</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Haiku: series 8 </title>
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		<description>1.the red grape vines growa grey ash fence in moonlightmerlot chilled in crystal

2.an old mule shaved baldin the red barn full of hayan early first frost

3.fresh eel, cucumberripe avacado and ricewarm river sun sets

4.red monkey sleepingin the ripe fig tree shadowa white bandana

5.jasmine flowerempty tea cups on bamboograndfather's soft snores

6.wet ink on parchmentas blackened mink hairs hardenthe banzai potted

7.dead olive branchesencircle the sweaty browsnike, or eros?

8.dampened black charcoalbackdoor opened in blizzardan eagle feather

9.the emperor's robesoft gold embroidered sunshinea pauper begs alms

10 ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>It is what it is</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>haiku: series 9 </title>
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		<description>1.lush mangrove swampsroots hanging just above muda manatee dives

2.a green large mouth bassthe warm water flowing slowa mosquito bite

3.large swarms of insectsthe scent of sugar waterone ice cube melting.

4.whiskers near old earsgrey hairs shutter in the breezeno shaving soap

5.smudged india inkwet parchment drys in the sunanother lost thought

6.a turtle swims bythe cool morning sun dancingsalty soup for lunch

7.a fly buzzes bythe screen shakes in the warm breezeConfucious is dead.

8.dirty leather shoesa perfect clean bamboo matConfucious is dead.

9.smudged india inkwet parchment ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>It is what it is</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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