Here are all of the haiku I published in A Hundred Gourds, the excellent but long since closed online journal.
punching
through the target
shadow boxer
unable to shake
last night’s dream
day moon
the weight I swore
I’d never gain again
full moon
his
excuse
grows
thin
mountain
air
bent over
too many steps
my shadow
breaking at the surface his moment as a fish
al niente
mom’s piano
up for sale
autumn dawn
the apple tree
ripe with robins
morning commute
the horizon bright
with headlights
heavy snow
I shovel the morning
out of my day
dusk
the last orange
deeper in the bowl
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