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The storm moves on …
passionfruits
black dots on the green lawn.

Cutting their school lunches …
the tea-kettle
whistles to itself.

Ferris-wheel lights
her pirouettes and pirouettes
in the queue.

My haiku published …
an acorn plops into
the sound of the pond.

Summer garden
the grasshopper
to every shadow’s hand.

All day inside , out,
hearing the clouds pass
in wind and rain.

Milking the girl…
scratches of her long itch
on the old barn door.

Summer breezes in…
a moon falls through
the window.

feather’s fall
touched from the other side
a salmon’s pout.

cicadas
I tune my violin peg
from its screech.