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Haiku a Day: Days 96-103
I hit 100 DAYS of haiku writing in this section! Ah! The thing is, that also means 100 days of this weird existence. Day 96: Summer stretches outI want to do so much thatits overwhelming. Day 97: My tomato plantthrives, grows taller, flowers. Greentomatoes appear. Day 98: Upon my suddenrediscovery of Simstime swiftly passes. Day […]
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Haiku a Day: Days 78-83
Day 78: Fact: Black lives matter. Speak up loud; know your privilege.Enough is enough. Day 79: Sword ferns branching outin groups, like an audiencefor the waterfall. Day 80: So what if all dayI watch Property Brotherson HGTV? Day 81: Overwhelming times.How does one slow down and breathe? Perhaps more reading. Day 82: Vanilla lattes:you are […]
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Haiku a Day: Days 57-59
Day 57: I photograph books. If I make them appealing, maybe more will read. Day 58: Wake up. Breathe. Feel myyoga mat beneath my feet.Palms together. Peace. Day 59: Grief comes suddenlya wave crashing on me thenebbing carelessly.
MoreHaiku a Day: Days 50-56
Here you go, the second installment of haikus. After this, I will be caught up, and what a feeling that will be! Day 50: Fifty days of this. I’m like a bird in cage.Sunshine helps me through. Day 51: Cinco de mayoTime spent with friends over ZoomGrateful for laughter Day 52: Latin and Greek rootsfill […]
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The Bookish Bird 